Jiwoo/Heejung;

[torpe]

Stupid cats! [Jiwoo was spitting mad, his voice cracking with the force of his indignation. The skirt and blouse fit almost too well on his body, and the stockings had somehow managed to stay up during his stomp back to Heejung's room. If he wasn't so angry, he might have taken a moment to be a little impressed by that.

He wasn't sure what the cats' obsession was with forcing him into embarrassing situations and clothing, but he'd rather it stop than find out. His grumbling and exclamations of anger didn't stop until he'd practically jumped into Heejung's room, the girl in question close behind. She had managed to save him from them again, but he wished she hadn't followed him]

Wh-what are you still doing!? Get out!