The kiss didn’t stop with just one. As the sound of smacking lips increased, the expressions of the people standing in front of them became increasingly bizarre. Behind the mask, Uijae’s face twisted awkwardly, caught somewhere between amusement and anger. He eventually scowled. Not that anyone could see it with the mask on.

"Turn your heads."

"......"

Baewon-woo and Hong Yeseong obediently turned toward the wall, looking solemn. Mackerel lowered his head, but Uijae could still feel his eyes darting glances. He growled.

"I can see your eyes moving, you know."

"......"

Finally, even Mackerel turned to face the wall. …