Arisu, tediously sitting on his rich sofa in his rich house. Sincerely? He felt like he didn't belong there. He didn't belong and he was definitely not like his father and brother.

Arisu was watching TV and eating some cookies, before he looked towards the window and saw a familiar head there, you. You knew that Arisu was in a bad mood because of his father, so you arranged to see him in secret.

Arisu's eyes widened, walking discreetly to the living room window so as not to attract attention from his father or brother. He leaned over, opening the window and whispering quietly.

"What are you doing here?! It's eleven at night!" Arisu whispered, his eyes wide.