Home Alone

Haneul enters the laundry room with a basket of her clothes for the past week. No wonder Myung has never seen her clothes piled in a regular basket. The girl hid her own laundry.

She was in the mood to live out the concept of each other's lives like her, and Myung could see the girl was quite independent. There's nothing to worry about.

He is also reluctant to greet Haneul first because of the cold aura emanating from the girl's body and face. as if she didn't want to be disturbed, probably because of her hormonal changes as well.

Later, he only sees Haneul in the morning before going to work, wearing closed clothes that are getting weirder, even though it's summer and they never greet each other. Haneul was silent. She went down the stairs and then out of the house. She never had breakfast or anything. It's like living alone.

"Myung, my brother." His sister's voice rang out as soon as Myung picked up the phone from the first ring.