A newly opened cafe caught the attention of the people. The interior was like people stepped into a comic book. They painted every item with shades of white and outlined with black ink. The walls, furniture, dishes, and cutlery were like an object in a monochrome cartoon.

The unique concept perturbed Min Jee, as her eyes were unsettling. Daewon smiled in gratification.

“Let me guess. This has become your favorite place, isn’t it?” he said.

A tiny flush marked her elegant cheekbones.

“They have transported us into the world of comics. So this is how it feels.”

Dong Joon descended into her mind. It must have been difficult to live...