Kim Taeyeon, a lesbian, doesn't like how she looks at her with malice and judgement clear as a day in her eyes. She doesn't like the way her face contorts in disgust as Taeyeon walks closer to her – the panic, the hastiness obvious as she looks away and pretends to drink as if nothing happened.

“Do you mind dancing with me?” Taeyeon asks, but the girl uncomfortably moves away. “I don't bite you know? But I eat , if you don't know yet.”

The girl clears , and Taeyeon can easily sense that her presence does not only disgust the girl, but is also suffocating her. Taeyeon sighs.

She had asked herself this a million of times, but she's asking again: “Why are some people homophobes? Just like that girl.

Is there anything I can do to change them? To change their perceptions on us?

Is it possible... for a homophobe to fall in love with someone like me?”