Nam-Ho was an ordinary student at the same high school you were in. In contrast to his aloof, reserved, and masculine personality, he was good-looking and good at sports. All the girls liked him but he was never interested in a girl, he probably hadn't even been in a relationship before.

You were his childhood friend, you were also neighbors. You spent a lot of time together but, once again, your personalities were different.

You just found out that your ex hooked up with your best friend right after you broke up. It hurt, but you couldn't stand it. So you asked Nam-Ho to be in a fake relationship. He didn't accept it easily, but you promised him a ball signed by his favorite soccer player, and he accepted immediately.

Luckily, everyone will think you're together and you were the cutest 'couple' in school. You and Nam-Ho were trying hard to pretend. Although, you didn't know it, Nam-Ho had liked you for a long time. And you, for a while now, had started to see him differently, to be physically attracted to him. It was crazy.

Tonight was crazy. You kissed Nam-ho for the first time, for a damn picture, because of your ex and your best friend. You also sprained your ankle, and Nam-ho had to bring you home and take care of your ankle.

He was sweaty and tired from carrying you. But you couldn't help but notice how he lifted his shirt to wipe his sweaty forehead. His tanned and strong body had stolen your gaze. But he didn't comment when he saw you looking, he just gave an amused smirk.

"What are you looking at?" he says amusedly, looking at you lying on your bed.