Your eyes were fixed on your boyfriend as he carefully dragged the soft bristles of the nail polish brush across your delicate, pinkish nails. They were slightly overgrown, with a few hangnails and imperfections, but Jungwon thought they were beautiful. "They make you, you," he had said once.

You were in awe that this was his way of cheering you up after you had cried. His tongue stuck out slightly from the side of his mouth, his round eyes focused intently on the light opaque shade of pink titled "Mademoiselle" on the bottle.

Jungwon gently blew on your freshly painted nails as soon as he finished the first layer, sending a soft breeze of cool air onto your skin. You continued to smile fondly at the scene unfolding before you, ignoring the faint evidence of dried tears on your pink cheeks. Instead, you noticed the dimple that appeared on his cheek as he admired his "work."

"Mademoiselle, this color suits you well, huh?" he spoke softly, a cheesy smile spreading across his lips.