"What's wrong? Your clothes don't look dirty."
At the entrance of the library,
Koizumi Katsuko looked at Gu Weijing puzzlingly as he took out a tissue and fiercely wiped the shoulder of his school uniform.
Gu Weijing gave a wry smile,
battling with the fact that he couldn't tell her he had no clue what the hand patting his shoulder had touched beforehand.
"Wait a moment, your tie isn't tied properly."
Koizumi Katsuko called out to Gu Weijing, who was about to leave.
She walked a few steps forward and gently pulled at the loose tie on Gu Weijing's school uniform shirt.
"Let me retie it for you."
After unfolding it, she folded the silk cloth over his chest, her fingers nimble and pale, like she was tying an intricate knot.
Gu Weijing's body was as tense and stiff as a tightly drawn bow.
He knew that in Japan and South Korea, it was perfectly normal for girls to tie ties, arrange clothes, or even kneel to tie shoelaces for a close male friend.
