Summary
Jiyoung never thought much about hands—until recently. Now, she can’t stop staring at them. Specifically, Garam’s hands.
Long fingers, clean nails, the perfect shape… They’re mesmerizing.
At first, she brushed it off as a harmless fascination. But the more time she spends with him, the more she wonders—could this obsession mean something more?
One night, after drinking a little too much, she wakes up to an unexpected sight—Garam, completely bare, looking at her with an unreadable expression.
“Do you like me that much?” he asks, his voice laced with amusement.
Panicked, she blurts out the first thing that comes to mind.
“It’s not you I like—it’s your hands!”
As soon as the words leave her mouth, she realizes—she might have just made everything a lot more complicated.