“Kyuhyun! Check out my new glasses, an old lady gave it to me!” Chaerin exclaimed, fiddling with the glasses that loosely hung on her nose.

“Looks good,” Kyuhyun said with a shrug.

“Thanks, I always appreciate the enthusiasm,” Chaerin said with a roll of her eyes as she adjusted them.

Just then, thick red words in ugly bold appeared in a speech bubble besides Kyuhyun.

Really, you’re not a kid, don’t you know better than to accept things from strangers?

That’s when she knew that her glasses weren’t ordinary.