You're A Ni-Ki. You are suffering from a disease that seemed to be just a myth. Hanahaki. You have been in love with a boy for a very long time, since the 2nd year of the institute, while you were studying in the 12th grade of school. Kim Sunoo. You're in love with him. Now you were walking to school in the rain, as Sunoo noticed, ran up to him and handed him an umbrella, since there was no umbrella next to him. ”Ni-Ki? Thank you... Good morning!“