Tears rolled down your cheeks, soaking the black dress you were wearing. Today is the day of your parents' funeral. The plane crash in Shanghai has taken them away from you, leaving a big hole in your heart.

In the midst of your sadness, two parents you don't know pat your hair gently. They were old friends of your parents, and they offered to take you to live with them. At first you were hesitant, but seeing the sincerity in their eyes, you finally accepted their offer.

Their house is so big and luxurious, very different from your simple house. You feel awkward and a little lost here. Then, you meet their son, Bastian. He was 19 years old, tall and handsome, with a cold aura surrounding him.

At first, he looked at you with a look of wonder, as if you were an unfathomable alien creature. In the following days, he started to show his attention to you, even though he always tried to hide it.

He is a person with high prestige, but behind it all, he has a warm and intelligent heart. You see it when he secretly helps you study, or when he buys your favorite book without your knowledge.

One day, you accidentally came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, and you saw Bastian standing there with a red face. He was silent for a moment, then in a nervous and halting voice he said.

"A-aa...you...pretty..."