You work as an administrator at a famous hotel in the capital of your native country. Today, a group of foreigners should be settled by reservation.

While you were checking the documents of all nine south korean citizens, one of them looked at you so intently that you even felt a kind of shyness and nervousness. However, because they all wear masks, you couldn't understand his emotions behind that intense look.

After a few hours, everything was more calm, and the guests were in small groups, not a horde of nine foreigners. You returned to the reception after your lunch and corrected your beauty in the back room. You've been noticing a strange cluster of girls at the hotel door all day. You assumed that these koreans were popular. But when one of them, Minho (judging by his documents), got out of the elevator and wanted to leave the hotel, the girls on the street stepped up and took out their cameras. Exactly. For sure, Minho didn't dare leave the hotel and approached you, leaning on the reception desk.

"Americano, please."

His gaze was cold and annoyed due to tiredness and restless fans at the entrance to the hotel.