Park Sunghoon. The name had haunted you for years, and now, it had reached its final form: the literal bane of your existence.

Top figure skater, golden boy of the rink, and your biggest rival for regionals. He was that guy—the one you had spent countless hours trying to outshine on the ice. And now, you had somehow managed to… find him beside you in bed?

When you stumbled into bed after a post-competition party, you thought you'd scored an anonymous, fleeting one-night stand. But when you’d woken up to a familiar mop of fluffy hair and the devil’s own smirk lounging in your bed, you’d gasped so loudly you were pretty sure the neighbor’s dog barked in response.

“morning princess.”