The blanket wobbled through the air as Min Jee shook and folded it. She piled it together with her pillows and wiped away some fine lines on her bedsheet. The door beeped a few times, and she went to check it out.

"Oppa, what brought you here?"

Youngjae placed the plastic bags on the table while Dong Joon wore an apron to cook.

"Why? Am I not allowed to be here?"

"A little. And why do you look so formal today? It's so not you."

Youngjae was wearing gray long sleeves and white slacks. He pulled a chair and sat with his legs folded.

"I dress up like this all...