‘Why-why are you coming to my house?’ Seo-yeon asked as she suddenly developed a cold sweat. She didn’t really know him, yet he continued to try and squeeze into her life. Seo-yeon didn’t think her heart could take it. No matter how she looked at it, she could not tell why this person was doing this to her. After she transformed into the masculine person she now was, there had been no man who had looked at her as the woman she truly was. ‘Why?’ Do-hoon glanced at her then replied in a tone as though it should have been obvious, ‘I’m coming to see you, Miss Kang Seo-yeon.’ That’s the reason?! Seo yeon cried inwardly. What the hell was she thinking? What the hell was he thinking. Do-hoon did not sense the inner turmoil in Seo-yeon’s heart as he eyed her wet hair, ‘You’ll catch a cold.’ He said as he switched on the heater, ‘I’ll take you home.’ ‘Ah, thank you.’ She replied nervously. He started the car and drove into the street. During the drive, a strange tension filled the space ...