He studied me intently, leaving the sentence unfinished. Maybe my loose yellow department t-shirt had caught his eye. His unreadable gaze lingered on the bare skin exposed by my short sleeves and around my torso. Though he was only looking, every spot his eyes passed over made me want to shrink away. My fingers twitched when his gaze traveled down from my waist to my wrist. "Han Jiwon. I'm curious-" "..." "Do people normally lose their minds around you?" "...I don't understand..." "Let me be direct. Close friends, acquaintances, relatives... and even people of the same gender." Jungwoo twisted toward me and gripped the steering wheel. His eyes were unusually sharp, but his long fingers fidgeted restlessly with the wheel. "Has anyone ever told you they felt entranced by you?"