With just the strength of his thighs, Uijae’s body was lifted off the ground. His firmly planted feet hovered in the air. While he was used to looking down on others, this was a first. Startled, Uijae slapped his hand over Sayoung's face, pushing him away.

"Confession? What confession? Hey, are you out of your mind? Let go already!"

But.

As if waiting for it, something wet licked between Uijae’s palm and fingers. Through the gaps between his splayed fingers, he glimpsed a pair of purple eyes. Narrowed, curved, and glinting with amusement, like they were having the time of …