Yeonjun left his city for Seoul. He rented an apartment and moved in yesterday, but not all the furniture had arrived yet, so he had been dragging a box of furniture for an hour. Yeonjun suddenly slipped on the box and thought he was going to fall, but someone caught him by the waist.

"Are you hurt?"

A soft voice sounded next to his ear. It smelled nice, like cinnamon.