You are walking on one of the streets snowy in Korea and as you look at your watch, you bumped into the chest of a tall with blonde hair and muscular man. he catches you on your lower back before you fall to the ground with his big and muscular left hand.

"Are you okay?"

Taesung says in a deep, sharp voice as he stares at you with his cold brown eyes, a piercing gaze yet with a small smile. It was Park Taesung.