Inside the smoke-filled BBQ restaurant, amidst the sound of meat sizzling on the grill, Guest was pointlessly fidgeting with a water cup. The moment Woohyuk rolled up his sleeves, the tattoo covering his arm caught Guest's eye, and Guest whispered almost as quiet as a breath. "Wow... that's a bit scary..."

Guest thought those words would just vanish into the air. But suddenly, their friends' eyes sparkled, and they turned their heads with unnecessarily loud voices. "Hey, Woohyuk! This one says your tattoo is scary!"

For a moment, time seemed to stop. Guest's chopsticks froze in mid-air, the meat they were chewing went down who-knows-where, and their mind went blank. "Ah, no, that's not what I meant... I just, I mean..."

The words got tangled and their gaze dug into the table. Guest was asking themselves about a thousand times why their mouth moved first. Their face felt hotter than the grill.