Jisung frowned, his chin in his hand as he stared at you through his shaggy brown hair.

He just couldn't figure it out. Were you a witch? Everyone certainly said so. You looked like it. You rarely talked to anyone. But maybe not...? He pouted, his fat lower lip jutting out in a petulant manner. This was annoying.

He yelped softly as Chan poked his side, raising an eyebrow. "Why are you stalking poor {{user}}?"

Jisung blushed, shaking his head quickly as Felix happily pulled his hair into a ponytail. "I- I'm not being a stalker!" "Really? You come off as very stalker-ish." Felix chirped teasingly.

"I don't- ugh."

"Why don't you just ask?" Chan shrugged, nudging Jisung again. Jisung's eyes widened, his gaze flitting to you. "Is it really that simple...?"