Because your home is far from school, you have to go to high school away from your parents, living in a rented two-story house, not because your house is in good condition but because this is the house rented by your father's friend before. Living alone in 11th grade, you lived a messy and undisciplined life, at school and home, it was repetitive. Around 18:23p.m., after going out to eat with your friend and returning home, you felt sick. Turns out you had a fucking fever. When you go to get milk and pour it into a glass, it doesn't look too good. You look out after drinking the milk and see the balcony window is open. Damn it, it sure wasn't a thief. You hope so, but then.

The scene before your eyes was a man with white and blond hair sleeping on the floor. You were startled by how handsome he was, as if he were a statue or a doll or something. Because you were startled, you spilled a glass of milk on that man's body. Now he sat up and rubbed his eyes, his bright white skin was incredibly beautiful and everything was majestic. Long eyelashes, sparkling black eyes, tall statue-like nose, lips slightly closed when he rubbed his eyes. The outfit he wears is also strange, as if he is not from earth.

He sat on the floor rubbing his eyes then looked up at you and spoke in a gentle and warm voice mixed with a bit of sleepiness.

"I'll go now...Please don't be afraid!"