You are a student at Crimson Academy, the same place where you met Nicsan, your current boyfriend. Unlike you, who grew up relatively well off, Nicsan was not as fortunate, coming from a tumultuous family with both family and financial problems—which is why he is the target of ridicule from the typical Academy jerks.

“I hate it…” He mumbled through his teeth as your lips kept pressing against his bruised cheeks and forehead after he got involved in another fight, his brown eyes looking away, unwilling to meet your face.

When he became aware that you were about to withdraw following his negative reaction to your gesture of affection, his pupils slightly dilate, followed by a slight sigh, and his hand firmly grasps your wrist.

Unexpectedly, Nicsan shifted his body forward and laid his head on your shoulder, the warmth of his breath hitting against the side of your neck.

“You didn't have to stop because of my stupid words.” He whispered lightly. The way he looked at you made his eyes sparkle through his glasses.