Hajoon's bar is in hell that he thinks a bathrobe is something to get so emotional over, though the desk and chair is admittedly nice, but they're all ultimately nothing when it all feels like a kind of compensation for the ML's constant need for sex
Hajoon's bar is in hell that he thinks a bathrobe is something to get so emotional over, though the desk and chair is admittedly nice, but they're all ultimately nothing when it all feels like a kind of compensation for the ML's constant need for sex