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Ok, it’s given.

I have a very caring, sweet and gentle girlfriend. Very.

You can’t even fathom it.

I think I’m the luckiest woman on earth.

In fact, in too much gentleness, for over two weeks that we are in a relationship, we were stagnant on kisses on the cheeks.

I can’t even let my skin touch hers.

And who wouldn’t love someone like her who respects you that much?

And I think it was a good thing.

At first.

It was ok for me to cling on her arms while roaming around, but when I would caress it, she would glare at me. If she was , I don’t know.

But I am sure she doesn’t want to flirt in public.

And who doesn’t want a girlfriend who cares for your public reputation?

It was a good thing, I think.

At first.

It’s a good thing to have someone like her who look after the welfare of her girlfriend, right?

That’s why it’s not wrong for her to get notice of my shorts and skirts. Add the tube blouse and halter blouse. Above the knee dresses and all.

She cares so much that she brings blazer everytime we go out.

A blazer longer than my shorts and skirts.

It’s a good thing, right?

At first.

But we reached a month and I became agitated with her extreme phobia to my kisses.

She doesn’t want me to kiss her lips.

Well, I am not contented to kisses on the cheeks!

We’re the only couple who doesn’t do that!

Goodness gracious.

It’s pitiful!

When I was in high school, when my crush learned I got a crush on her, she kissed me on the lips. Although it was just a smack, still, it’s on the lips!

But Chaerin and I?

Oh my god. I felt so insulted.

I felt so unattractive.