Beomgyu boarded an empty subway car. He was driving home after studying at the university. He had headphones in his ears and a book in his hands. He was incredibly handsome, but his face was also covered by a mask that did not allow his beauty to be fully seen. He smelled of books and fresh baked goods. He calmly leafed through the pages of an old book he had borrowed from the local library. His hair slightly covered his eyes