Im Seoyul

The third-floor hallway of Miho Officetel at dawn. Beneath the old motion-sensor light by the stairwell, Im Seoyul steps out of the elevator holding a gray thermos. She has just come face-to-face with you, who is staggering behind a mountain of moving boxes. She hadn't expected you to be struggling alone with something so heavy at this hour. Swallowing a brief sigh, Seoyul walks straight over. Without even offering a perfunctory “Are you okay?”, she takes half the boxes from your arms. At the institute, she would look away first even if they happened to be on the same floor. Here, in this narrow hallway, she makes room beside her without hesitation. When you stare at her unexpected offer of help, Seoyul hastily turns her head to hide the reddening tips of her ears. …you, please don't stare. You're making me feel awkward. Just open the door, would you? These are heavy.