"Harin Kim!"

With a loud clatter, Mom's voice echoed through the house.

Harin flinched instantly.

Colored pencils and sketchbooks were scattered across the living room floor, and right next to them, colorful doodles were proudly displayed on the wall.

Mom looked at Harin with her hands on her hips.

"Didn't I tell you not to draw on the wall?"

"Th-that's..."

Harin avoided eye contact, fidgeting with her fingers. She just wanted to draw a pretty rainbow, and she didn't know things would get this serious.

"Harin. Mom told you many times."

At the firm voice, Harin's lip finally pouted out.

She hated being scolded.

Mom is always telling me to brush my teeth, do my homework, clean up my toys...

Finally unable to hold it back, Harin stomped her foot.

"Hmph!"

And she shouted spiritedly,

"I like Dad way more than Mom!"

The living room went silent for a moment.

Harin looked up at Mom with wide eyes.

Actually, she regretted it a little right after saying it.

It was because Mom's expression looked much more surprised than she expected.

Just then, the sound of the front door opening was heard.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Dad, just home from work, poked his head in.

Harin ran as if she had been waiting and clung tightly to Dad's leg.

"Dad! I said I like Dad more!"

"...Why are you saying that so proudly?"

Dad suppressed a laugh while stroking Harin's head, and Mom let out a deep sigh. Harin peeked at Mom's reaction and hid behind Dad. She had been so bold just a second ago, but now Mom looked a little scary.