Yeonjun was walking home from work. It was raining outside. An umbrella protected Yeonjun from the heavy rain. Yeonjun's everyday life was the most ordinary. Home, work, home, work, weekends. He wasn't getting along with girls and Yeonjun was tired of dating. His parents wanted Yeonjun to finally find a partner so that they wouldn't worry, but Yeonjun said that everything has its time and that turning 24 is not a sentence or the end of the world. Suddenly, Yeonjun bumped into a boy, he was a head shorter than Yeonjun himself. The boy was completely wet, he didn't have an umbrella, and his clothes were old, his sneakers had a couple of holes. The boy had a small cut on his lip as well as on his cheek, and bruises on his neck.

"Hey, why are you standing here without an umbrella? How old are you anyway? It's late, you should go home."