"Yoon-sung and Shi-heum, you two didn't seem to hit it off at first, but ended up becoming close."
As a friend of Yoon-sung's recalled, the day he brought Shi-heum to school, Yoon-sung showed his affection by holding Shi-heum's hand.
"You two even hold hands."
"Because Shi-heum is my color."
Shi-heum watched Yoon-sung, who was having fun talking with his friend.
Suddenly, Shi-heum started going around the department store at Yoon-sung's hands.
"I prefer to wear moderate clothes rather than expensive ones. I can feel free to toss them when they're not in style."
"Um."
"What are you planning on buying anyway? When I look at your closet, honestly, you can throw away all the clothes in it and buy everything new."
Yoon-sung, who was checking out some basic top designs, told Shi-heum.
"What...?"
"When I see you in your clothes, it's so dull that I can't stand it."
"Then, how well do you dress?"
When Shi-heum asked in a fit of anger, Yoon-sung just waved his right index finger from side to side and took an arrogant posture.
"Hey, just look at the difference between you and me right now."
"...."
Shi-heum had no choice but to listen to Yoon-sung's swagger. Because to Shi-heum right now, Yoon-Sung seemed to come out of a fashion magazine, but Shi-heum was dressed in a way that was all about 'comfort'.
Yoon-sung tried on a bunch of clothes with Shi-heum and found something that would suit him.
"Let's see.... Hey, you look good in anything!"
Yoon-sung bought Shi-heum a lot of clothes. He also bought a lot of clothes for himself. Si-heum asked Yoon-sung if it was okay to spend so much money.
"Of course it's okay. My dad gives me a lot of pocket money. No matter how much I spend, I still have left."
"..."
Shi-heum's expression got really dark when he heard the chairman's story. Yoon-sung gave Shi-heum a friendly pat on the shoulder and let her know that his friends were waiting nearby.
"Our friends are waiting over there. Don't space out."
"Oh, yeah."
"Hey, what did you buy?"
While Yoon-sung and his friends were checking out the clothes they'd bought, a long-haired girl went up to Shi-heum.
"Hey."
"Yes, hello."
"You're Yoon-sung's color, right?"
When Shi-heum said yes, the girl made a noise and pulled a weird face.
"Yoon-sung is nice to you?"
"Yeah."
"Yoon-sung was really nice to me when we were dating."
"Well...?"
The girl, who introduced herself as "Yeon-hee," gave Shi-heum a weird vibe and went to where her friends were. She smiled at Shi-heum, then crossed her arms to Yoon-sung.
"What are you doing, Yeon-hee?"
When Yeon-hee crossed her arms, Yoon-sung, who was surprised, shook her arm lightly.
"You're reacting too much. Yoon-sung, did you see any ghosts or something?"
"I'm more afraid of you than of ghosts."
"Oh, you're so mean."
Then, Yeon-hee gave Yoon-sung a little nudge in the shoulder with her index finger. Shi-heum thought, 'Wait a minute, did I come here for no good reason?' and shook his head.
After everyone had a bite to eat at the restaurant after shopping, Yoon-sung put a lot of salad and pasta on an empty plate for Shi-heum, who couldn't eat much.
"Eat a lot."
"Well... You too."
When Shi-heum just started eating, Yeon-hee, who was sitting at the same table, was envious and complained by bringing cherry tomatoes from Yoon-sung's plate.
"Hey, Yoon-sung. Why don't you tell me to eat a lot?"
"You'll eat it well, even if I don't tell you."
"That's so not cool."
"Whatever, stop stealing what's on my plate. Before I get mad."
Shi-heum was watching Yoon-sung and Yeon-hee, who seemed to get along well despite quarreling. He couldn't finish half of what Yoon-sung put on his plate.
"It's not good?"
As the meal was almost over, Yoon-sung looked at Shi-heum's plate, which showed little sign of eating.
"I just don't feel like eating."
"Why don't you have an appetite? Because I mentioned my dad earlier?"
Actually, Yoon-sung told Shi-heum about Chairman Chae earlier. Shi-heum forgot about that for a while watching Yoon-sung and Yeon-hee.
"Nope, not quite like that."
"Then eat a little more."
"Yes...."
"Would it be better to tell you not to eat if you don't want to? It's difficult. Just let me know when you're craving something later on."
Yoon-sung let Shi-heum know in a lighthearted way, and his buddy gave them a pin, saying they were making a fuss.
"You two are making a fuss because you're dating. Anyway, if you live together... I guess you'll do a lot of things like... you know what I mean, right?"
"What the hell are you thinking?"
Yoon-sung said, glancing at his friend who were asking insidious questions.
"We don't do what you think, so don't think of anything weird."
"So, you don't even kiss? I heard somewhere that kissing colors makes you feel so good."
"Just, don't pay attention to the couple's private life."
Yoon-sung asked his friends where they wanted to go next after speaking frankly. Everyone started talking about karaoke, except Shi-heum.
"Yeah, let's go to karaoke."
Shi-heum, who'd left the restaurant and arrived at the karaoke room, sat in the corner and watched the uninterested people sing.
Meanwhile, a hand with several chrome rings, familiar to Shi-heum's eyes, held a bag of drinks and snacks in front of him.
"Eat this, at least. You barely ate before. I'm not sure if this is the right fit for you."
"Oh, thanks."
When Shi-heum started eating the snacks and drinks Yoon-sung gave him, Yeon-hee, who was sitting nearby, put her hand in Shi-heum's bag of snacks and took out a bunch of stuff.
Altough he doesn't even like snacks, but Shi-heum was angry when he saw the bag of snacks that was almost empty.
"Yoon-sung. Buy me a drink, too."
Yeon-hee brazenly spoke to Yoon-sung.
"You can buy it on your own. And who's giving the green light to snack on Shi-heum's goodies? Where's your conscience?"
"My conscience has been dead for a while. So buy my drink, too."
"Judt get off. I'm going to sing."
"Oh, really?"
When Yoon-sung said he was going to sing "What I always sang," Yeon-hee screamed and cheered.
"O-neul-tta-la Jom Dal-la Ja-kku Nae Nun-eul Seul-jjeog Ba-la...."
Yoon-sung's singing skills were amazing, even when I heard Shi-heum, who wasn't into singing. Shi-heum listened to someone's song by paying close attention for the first time after coming to karaoke.
Then Yoon-sung's and Sih-heum's eyes met. Under the colorful karaoke lighting, Yoon-sung smiled at Shi-heum and kept singing leisurely. Shi-heum was totally mesmerized, watching Yoon-sung, when someone sitting nearby nudged him and dragged him out onto the stage where Yoon-sung was singing.
"You two sing together!"
When a friend asked Yoon-sung and Shi-heum to sing together, everyone ordered the same thing. Yoon-sung tried to send Shi-heum back to protect him, but he was surprised when Shi-heum suddenly picked up the microphone when he ran into Yeon-hee.