I woke up with dark circles around my eyes though.
It was definitely not a good idea to sleep late and then wake up in between to converse with Jin-Yeok.
I yawned so many times, even when the maids were getting me ready, putting on the finest suit that had been prepared for this very occasion on me. And yes, there was a waistcoat in it too.
I felt so groggy that it was only after they had finished that I opened my eyes and saw the masterpiece I had become.
I stared at my reflection in the body-sized mirror, and for a moment, I felt my breath hitch. I fell for myself, yes. I looked perfect.
"Ha, I knew it was a good idea to grow my hair out," I muttered out loud and then touched the mirror.
I look great, and I don't look like someone who has multiple scars in their heart.
The door opened and then Ki-hoon walked in.
As soon as he saw me, he looked stunned but that stun in his eyes melted into warmth.
"Perfect," he muttered but I heard it loud and clear.
