small white face that reached in until it was close Even though it made the young man feel short of breath. But I don't know what to do better than stay still.

“Does it hurt you?” the owner of the white face asked.

He nodded his head, the pain making him not want to talk to him at all. A white hand hovered around his face. Use a small tool to gently pinch out the glass shards, but it causes a sharp pain that causes you to frown all the time.

“Next time, don't be mischievous like this again, young man. Good thing it doesn't get into your eyes, otherwise you'll definitely be unable to look at girls for the rest of your life.”

She joked, but he wasn't amused at all.

That white-faced girl...speaks like he's a child.

“What have you done? Why is there so much broken glass all over your face?”

The talkative girl continued to chatter. Meanwhile, her hands continued to work nimbly......

It happened in the hospital room.

small white face that reached in until it was close Even though it made the young man feel short of breath. But I don't know what to do better than stay still.

“Does it hurt you?” the owner of the white face asked.

He nodded his head, the pain making him not want to talk to him at all. A white hand hovered around his face. Use a small tool to gently pluck out the glass shards, but it causes a sharp pain that causes you to frown all the time.

“Next time, don't be mischievous like this again, young man. Good thing it doesn't get into your eyes, otherwise you'll definitely be unable to look at girls for the rest of your life.”

She joked, but he wasn't amused at all.

That white-faced girl...speaks like he's a child.

“What have you done? Why is there so much broken glass all over your face?”

The talkative girl continued to chatter. Meanwhile, her hands continued to work with ease.

What is the story? It was said that the incident was due to clumsiness. He tripped over his own feet and fell over, hitting his face on a large old mirror. that careless people leave behind until it falls apart

It hurts so much, it's just not enough to hurt myself, and to have a white-faced woman talk to me so blatantly, it's like I'm only seeing him as a 6-year-old child.

“It's okay. Don't be afraid. Once the wound is completely healed, you'll be as handsome as ever. There's no scar.” Her long, wide eyes twinkled as she smiled. So cute.

“Thank you,” was his first word.

“Thank you for what?” she paused and asked.

“Thank you for calling me handsome.” He raised his eyebrows.

She laughed, her eyes narrowed, and then she bent down and gently pinched out the shards of glass.

“Are you a university athlete?” she continued the conversation.

He nodded and then the team clothes. with the university seal The sweat that he was wearing was clearly evident. Whoever he was, they would know that he was a university athlete.

He just knew The staff in the university infirmary were also chatty. I probably won't get to meet people someday. When someone comes down, they don't stop talking.

“When is the competition?” she asked.

“I will compete this Saturday.”

“Oh, it's not a problem. Still able to kick the ball as usual. You'll just be a little less handsome, and girls might scream a little less.”

White-faced girl, white-faced girl...you can tease me and get angry.

“Are you going to scream at me?”

She stopped her hand again. Then he turned and smiled until his eyes narrowed. There's no harm in being embarrassed.

“Sure, if you give me a free ticket.”

Well...this girl

“Then I'll give you two. How can you invite your girlfriend too?”

“If you want me to have a date with you, you have to give me ten tickets,” she deadpanned.

He laughed at her playfulness but when he secretly looked at her white face and long flowing hair, He wasn't sure...or...or if she was telling the truth.

A face without makeup is so inviting. What they say A little mouth, a little nose It's probably like this guy. Just for the white-faced girl, you have to add the word squinting.

Watching her work While chatting happily, another official rushed in.

"By the way, there's another student with a sprained foot. Please take a look. I have to hurry back, or I won't be able to get back on the train in time."

"Alright, big brother. Hurry back, I'll be waiting." The white-faced girl expressed kindness.

“Sigh! I know that having a family is such a hardship. I would rather stay single like I did,” that person complained.

“Oh...don't go on living your life so carelessly,” she cried.

The other person laughed and then walked away.

He stores information into memory immediately.

1 This girl's name is Aen.

2 The white-faced girl is still single.

3 This girl with long hair...is beautiful.

"Oh...finished, handsome."

She turned to put away her tools. Then I turned around again when out of the corner of my eye I saw him smiling.

“What's the matter? Little smile, big smile. Even if you find a medicine mark, you can still smile, no pain or stinging, are you really good at it?"

"Usually when you tend to a talented person's wound, you have to treat them to ice cream, right?" I really want to be a child.

“Alright, young man. This Saturday, football is finished. You can come get ice cream in this room,” she answered simply.

"Okay, I take that as a promise." He moved to stand up.

She looked down at his name on the student card and handed it back.

"And don't forget my football tickets. You're satisfied."

Her eyes sparkled with a smile as she called out his name with full force. before leaving to give first aid to another student who was waiting

Saturday came quickly. The wound on his face started to form small scabs all over his face, but it was no problem because the results of the football match were good. His team was able to easily beat the other team.

He would have forgotten about it if he hadn't happened to see the white-faced girl flashing at the end of the competition.

Oh...I almost missed out on the free ice cream. He was proud.

The hospital room is quiet today. Because it's a holiday But there was light coming out of the room. Make sure there's someone in there. He knocked softly on the door.

The door opened almost instantly. It's like people inside have been waiting to open for a long time. The white-faced girl appeared in surprise.

“Oh you.”

He crossed his arms behind his back and grinned in an attempt to taunt him.

“I came to make a promise.”

She raised an eyebrow in response to the question.

“Oh, we forgot. Promise to treat me to ice cream."

This time, she laughed loudly. Every time I laugh or smile, this girl's eyes narrow.

“Still coming back to demand,” she made a ticklish sound.

“Oh,” he gasped.

“You didn't even bring me the football tickets.”

Damn it...he forgot.

“So Kik and I had to buy tickets to see it ourselves.” Her voice was still cheerful, showing that she wasn't angry.

“Today you came with nine friends?”

“Something like that,” she refused to relent.

"I'm sorry...I completely forgot," he confessed softly.

"It's okay, then let me give you a chance to make amends." She smiled again, her eyes narrowing as usual.

"how"

“Then let me treat you to ice cream.” She then stuck out her tongue at him mockingly.

“Do I have to babysit your nine-person gang?”

“If I can, I'll call you.” She picked up her cell phone and pretended to dial a number.

“Don't...don't.” He hurriedly waved his hand to stop him. “I'd rather raise you alone in case I become your tenth lover.”

Once again, he saw Miss Omo narrowing her eyes.

Because it's a holiday, the atmosphere in the ice cream shop Therefore, it was crowded with children, whose voices were so noisy that they couldn't hear anything. She and he chose seats near the door.

The children who walked past him and her would all turn and look at each other.

“What are you guys watching?” he complained not very seriously.

“Look at the strange person,” the white-faced girl said, definitely laughing...eyes squinting.

As soon as she finished her sentence, a child gently nudged his mother, saying,

“Mom, this guy has moles all over his face.”

The mother hurriedly put her hand over her talkative son's mouth. Then he walked away while the white-faced girl covered her mouth and laughed with a pleased expression. It must be funny that someone would see him as something strange, he thought angrily.

“Am I really funny?”

Instead of answering, she bent down and took out the powder compact in her handbag and opened it for him to look at himself in the compact mirror. When I saw my own face He laughed until he burst out laughing.

...Oh...that's really funny...His face had black spots from the wound and scabbed over like a real mole.

“I probably have the biggest mole in the world.”

“Would you please tell the Guinness Book of Records to record it?”

Unintentionally opening the door for White Omo to attack her. She doesn't hesitate for even a second to help aggravate the situation. Once I got the ice cream She lowered her head and put it in her mouth, refusing to speak. Until he had to be the one to talk.

“Have you ever been exposed to the sun?”

She froze, then stared at him blankly.

“I used to.”

“But your skin is white as white.”

Er...or should I call her White Girl?

“In this white house, everyone is white,” the albino girl boasted.

“I suspect that when your mother was pregnant, she used whitening cream instead of rice.”

“I didn't eat.” She shook her head until her long hair was spread out. “Mom uses intravenous injection instead.”

555 It's funny too, white girl...

“Where are you going after you eat ice cream?” he asked.

“How about you go home?”

"If you don't have any business, would you like to go see a movie with me?"

Her long, oval eyes widened slightly. I thought that I was going to refuse, but instead I nodded and accepted. I can't keep up with her jokes, girl.

He lets her choose the movies to watch. I thought that the albino girl would choose a sweet, romantic movie that most girls like to watch. But she chose to watch cartoons.

“Do you watch cartoons?” he asked again.

She nodded and smiled.

“I like watching cartoons. You don't have to think too much.” Has she ever been in trouble with anyone?

While watching the movie, he bent over and whispered to her,

"Oh, I don't know your name yet."

The light from the movie screen made him see her eyes narrow again. This person is really good at smiling.

“You dare invite people you don't even know to watch a movie?” she teased.

he chuckled Even though this time there were so few people watching the movie that they could count and they sat spread out. But he was considerate and didn't want to annoy others.

"You wouldn't trick me into wrestling."

"No, I don't like people with moles all over their faces."

There's a tease, like this will definitely be beautiful.

“What is your name?” he pressed on.

“My name is Eun.”

He already knew this name when her colleague called her the other day.

“Just a random name?”

“The full name is a coincidence. Coincidentally, that means it was not intentional. You are satisfied.”

Then she tilted her body and brought her mouth almost to his ear to say,

“The cartoon is finished, then we'll talk. I don't know how to watch cartoons.”

Hey...the albino girl is all grown up but she's addicted to cartoons like a child.

Leaving the movie theater, he invited him to dinner but this time he refused. That white-faced girl can't keep up with your game.

“Why, is your boyfriend waiting for you?” I intended to just tease him, but the answer I got was beyond my expectations.

"It's not an affair, my husband," she replied with a straight face, but he was startled by something he hadn't expected before.

"Oh...you already have a husband?" The voice faded into his throat.

she nods

“If you have a husband, can't you come out and eat ice cream?”

There are still people who come back and ask again.

“It's not very appropriate,” he said.

“Eh, you don't think anything of me, do you young student?”

She continued to tantalize. He had no idea how frightened he was.

“I don't invite random people around.”

He said with difficulty, trying to hide his disappointment but not completely.

“So, what do you think? Are you satisfied?”

His annoyed face was a good substitute for his answer.

But the white-faced girl's face turned a little red.

What are you ashamed of?

“Once you have a husband, you shouldn't go out with other men again,” he couldn't help but teach.

She had no right to give him hope even for such a short time.

“What should I do if I have a husband?”

“Stay at home with my husband. Take care of the house and take care of the children if you have them.”

“Aren't you allowed to come out and travel?”

"You can come out, but you have to come with a female friend. Or if you go with a male friend, you have to have a woman with you," he said in a serious voice.

“Wow, I thought this country was a democracy.”

"Why"

“Haven't you given up on slavery yet?”

Look at the albino girl's way of thinking.

“It's not about democracy. It's a matter of honesty.”

“It shows that if you get married You wouldn't go out alone with a woman?” she asked.

“Of course,” he replied firmly.

White girl doesn't shrug off her sadness. But instead, he laughed out loud.

“What are you laughing about?”

“I lied to you.”

“What?” he was confused.

“I – go – six – you,” she emphasized.

“Since when did you lie?” He was still caught off guard.

“Since I told you I couldn't have dinner with you.” That was clearly the cheerfulness of a winner.

“So…” he gasped.

"Yes, I'm still single."

Is this White Omo girl tricking him into confessing that she's interested in her? This girl is really a troublemaker.

“But you probably don't know that I'm many years older than you,” she said. “Probably only a few years older. I'm studying for a master's degree."

“If you don't think about it too much. Age is just a number.”

She nodded in agreement.

“Then stop calling me young man. Otherwise, I'll call you Auntie,” he accuses.

"Already got it, but there's one thing I'd like to tell you first, if you're satisfied."

“What is it?”

“I will have to consider this matter again,” her voice sounded serious, like she was discussing whether to accept or not accept the draft constitution of 2007.

"About what"

“I need to consider it after your mole heals. Is a face like yours my type? Then I'll decide again whether I want to date you or not.”

She spoke in a tone that sounded very annoying and had a cheeky, mocking expression on her face. He shook his head weakly but thought about it again. If it weren't for the birthmark, he wouldn't have had the chance to get to know her. A cheerful girl from the hospital room What can be done now is He had to accept this white-faced girl's playfulness.

What should I do? I've already "accidentally been satisfied".

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