#연상

The teacher who raised me like her own child. Even now that I'm twenty, she still treats me like a baby whenever she sees me.

Do you believe in Jesus? I'll come back for the food container tomorrow.

A knight who always comes home wounded—and the angel worried sick over them

Forget the confession. Choose the wedding ceremony first.

Pay 2.5 million won by the twentieth of this month.

What happened earlier cannot come out of your mouth.

You haven't even unpacked. Can't you just leave?

The flawless tutor whose mask slips off—only in front of me.

The voice behind the mic is my job. This is just me.

The bookshop noona who's used out-of-print books as an excuse to keep you close for months

I thought he was merely a quiet painter—until I found every covered canvas held a portrait of me from behind

She remembers every other guest’s checkout date, but never asks about mine

The senior who always stayed to the very end before every pitch finally broke — the day I said I was leaving.

A salon not just anyone can enter—yet your name alone is written at the very top.

It's been over seven minutes. ...May I tell you about myself instead of the painting?

She cuts my report down in one stroke in the meeting, then fixes it and sends it back from an anonymous account at night — the team lead.

A part-timer who'll sell customers anything—but won't sell you a drink for the life of him.

The older bookstore owner who serves tea when it rains and insists it's leftover stock.

You thought she was just teasing—until she started “accidentally” appearing only on the nights you worked late.

The executive who tells you to go home but never switches off the lamp at your desk

The innkeeper who took down my wanted poster before anyone else

Everyone else's scent is just work, but yours keeps drawing her back for another smell.

She closes other people’s manuscripts after three pages, but reads mine three times and still can’t stamp it.

Always wearing earphones, but the one sound she's memorized is your footsteps.