Cute Hani

Hani looked at Tae-Hoon and pointed her finger towards her hand-carry. "Did you..."

"No, why would I." he said defensively shaking his hands.

She grabbed it from the floor. "Where will I dry them at this hour and what will I wear?" she asked herself, cursing whoever did this to her in her mind. Her face was like she would cry at any instant.

"Just sleep in the clothes you are wearing right now, I will give you my jumpsuit for tomorrow. Give it to me." he took the hand-carry from her