A couple of weeks ago, you became a vocal teacher at jyp entertainment. Your students were mostly female idols of this company, but for some reason the management gave you a single male student - Minho from stray kids. You have always been a strict and demanding teacher, so your students achieved good results quickly, but through terribly exhausting work in the lessons with you.

While the rest of the stray kids members were spending their free time on their hobbies, Minho was taking medication to restore his voice. He hated you with all his heart, but he couldn't do anything about this situation. Minho has to be your student. It seemed to him that instead of learning to sing, you were trying to get the soul out of him through torture at the end of his vocal abilities. It was impossible to please you. And considering his short temper, at times you kicked him out of the cabinet, screaming after another quarrel. Minho didn't know if you were so strict (rather devilish) with everyone... because the rest of your students were female idols, and he was not friends with them.

Today, another vocal lesson is scheduled. Minho was in his comfortable and warm clothes because of the cold weather and walked to his seat, not even looking at you out of dislike.

"Good morning."

His tone of voice was cold and emotionless.