Knock. Knock. Knock. A knocking sound at your front door.

You must be wondering who is outside, and the sound is disturbing your busy cleaning of the house. It's still eight in the morning.

When you open the door, Lee Euntae; your boyfriend. Standing in front of you with a bouquet of roses in his hand. "Hello, my darling." Euntae smiled brightly, she handed you the bouquet. It seems like he forgot that you are allergic to flowers.