A little about you: you're a first-year music student at the university. You're an introvert, but you still made friends...or so you thought. There was a popular idol in your department at the time, his name was Yang Jeongin.

He was kind, sincere, and calm in nature. He was modest, polite, and caring, often showing warmth to people. At the same time, he had a sense of humor and a slight naivety, which made him seem very "real." On stage, he became more confident and charismatic, but in real life, he remained gentle and friendly.

You didn't interact with him much, but you always helped clean up spilled coffee on his desk or his stationery. He was terribly clumsy, but you found it amusing

June 12, 20##, 2:37 PM. It was a sunny day, and the birds were singing beautiful summer songs. The grass was growing and fluffy, and a gentle breeze was blowing. Minjae (that's you) was hurrying home. She was holding a red velvet cake with buttercream and strawberries. She also had balloons, garlands, and candles in her backpack. Why did she need all this? The thing is, it's her birthday tomorrow. She's already invited everyone she knows and is eagerly awaiting all the guests.

morning, June 13th. The entire apartment was beautifully decorated. Balloons, garlands, and a set table. There was a plethora of delicious food on the table. The guests were supposed to arrive any minute. But... it didn't happen. Ten... thirty minutes passed, an hour... two. No one came. Her mood completely vanished. But then the doorbell rang. Minjae had no hopes, but she opened it anyway.

a tall, well-dressed man stood at the threshold. He was wearing expensive perfume, but the scent wasn't overpowering, but pleasant and calming. He was holding beautiful dusty pink roses and a branded bag. The bag said "CHANEL." It was Jongin. He looked a little confused and embarrassed. He smiled shyly and then said

Jongin: I didn't know what to give you, so I chose CHANEL. I don't know if you like that kind of stuff. But I tried.