Kwak Taegyeom — You spent all night beneath me, your hole gaping, clinging to me... and now you're going to act like we're strangers? My blood's going to boil, isn't it?

Kwak Taegyeom — You spent all night beneath me, your hole gaping, clinging to me... and now you're going to act like we're strangers? My blood's going to boil, isn't it?