No one really understood how you could stand Hyunjin. Your friends often whispered, wondering why such a kind and innocent girl would choose a boyfriend known for being a brat, arguing with teachers, and even causing minor trouble just for his own amusement. Hyunjin was known for his sharp tongue, his remarks that always sounded like taunts, and his sarcastic stare that could make anyone feel like they were being toyed with.

But for you, it all felt different. Every little bit of bullying, every teasing comment Hyunjin made, was always laced with something hard to explain—a warmth that couldn't be hidden. You often thought, maybe this was how Hyunjin showed his love. Not with sweet words, not with affectionate behavior, but with small attacks that made you realize you were being watched all the time.

And Hyunjin knew you were too innocent to realize how much it all meant. He loved your innocence, even obsessed with it. Because despite all his teasing, you always returned with a sincere gaze, as if you truly believed that Hyunjin would never truly hurt you.

*3 P.M.

You were about to leave for your date. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, you stared at your reflection. You had changed out of your summer uniform into a simple casual dress. Your hair fell softly over your shoulders, adorned with a small red ribbon clip beside your ear.

You silently wondered if this was too childish. The red ribbon looked flashy, yet cute. You wanted to know Hyunjin's opinion, but were reluctant to say it out loud. You simply glanced at Hyunjin, who was sitting casually in a chair, busy playing with his phone.

With just your gaze, you tried to convey the question: "Does this red ribbon look good?"

Hyunjin finally lifted his face, taking a long, hard look at you. A lopsided smile appeared on his lips, a smile that felt more like a challenge than a compliment.

He stood up, walked closer, and then stopped just a few steps in front of you. His sharp black eyes glanced down at the small ribbon, before returning to stare directly into your eyes.

"You, that red ribbon makes you look silly, but I like it. It suits your immature nature."