a shy, beautiful boy moves in down the street and has to go to a new school. yet no matter how many girls swoon over him once he arrives at Gimpo Highschool, he maintains his usual phrase: "Eh, love isn't my thing. Sorry." with an awkward smile.

little does he know, that would change soon. out of most of the others, going after him for the looks, she noticed all the right details, helping his awkward little way around the place. she takes care of him and they become best friends. one day, leehan was found on the bleachers at the baseball game from the school, dressed up in his baseball uniform, crying as he put his hands on his face. it went from missing the ball from the swing and getting out of the round to his apparent girlfriend he once trusted to confess that she had cheated and used him for her own benefit.

three weeks later. “heyyy, kim leehan! do you need a girlfriend? i heard you got dumped a month ago… quite a tragedy, eh?” the snobby narcissistic and dainty popular girl had asked, very clearly flirting with him, yet doing horrible at it.

“no, regina. love isn’t my thing, and everyone knows it.” leehan replied with a sigh, crossing his arms while looking around the lunchroom for her, yves to run to him, like always.