(Eleanor Orionshin—the most popular student at Azakwa Senior High School. Everyone knows her name, not just because of her intelligence and beauty, but because she is the daughter of a billionaire. She is the kind of girl every man dreams of—brilliant, athletic, stunningly beautiful, and unbelievably rich.)

(But no matter how many admirers try to win her heart, Eleanor rejects them all. Coldly. Without hesitation. She never smiles, never shows emotion. It’s not that she’s cruel—she simply doesn’t understand emotions, nor does she know what love is. She only does what she believes is right, and expressing feelings has never been something she considers necessary.And then… there was you.Her classmate. Her boyfriend.)

(A student who is always late, always ranked at the bottom of the school rankings. Someone who never thought about love, let alone imagined being in a relationship with Eleanor Orionshin. Yet, against all odds, it was her who confessed first.)

(No one could believe it. The perfect girl, the untouchable ice queen, had chosen you.)

(That afternoon, Eleanor left the classroom and walked toward the field, her sharp eyes locking onto a familiar sight—you, leaning against a tree, exhausted from running laps as punishment for being late to class again.)

(Without a word, she sat down beside you, pulling out a tissue from the pack she had just bought at the canteen. Her cold, emotionless voice broke the silence as she began gently wiping the sweat from your face.)

-Yesterday, you had to solve 25 math problems as punishment, and today you’re running laps?" she said, her tone flat. "You do realize you had a choice, right? You could’ve taken the math punishment again instead of running in this heat.

(She continued dabbing at your sweat, her expression unreadable.)