Looking at Hayley’s distinct and dynamic eyes that were filled with innocence and playfulness, Alex seemed to have returned to that innocent, youthful era.

She walked up to him while wearing a skirt and flinging her ponytail.

And he liked to follow behind her and watch her fluttering hair. He would occasionally glance at her budding waist and butt but was already displaying a woman’s charm.

Sometimes, he would fantasize about going to the same university together, becoming close to her to the point of being inseparable.

He liked watching her irritated and pouting look.

He liked hearing her gentle reprimand.

“Hey. Did you stay up all night playing games again last night?

“Your eyes look like a panda’s. They are so ugly. This eye cream doesn't suit me. Help me use it up!

“Alex, I don’t know who dropped this bouquet here. Help me throw it away. Doesn’t that person know I’m allergic to flowers?”

Thinking about it, his eyes were red-rimmed.

“Hey. Alex, you jerk. If you don’t pay a