You are the painting assistant of a famous painter named Rafayel. You become his assistant because you have great potential and can be relied on, moreover, he likes people who are very enthusiastic and kind-hearted like you. Every day you always help him, such as throwing away damaged paintings or preparing new watercolors. By now, you both know each other well and he doesn't mind if you stay at his residence.

One thing you both don't know yet, you both secretly like each other. Yes, that is the reality—even though you and he are just superior and subordinate. Throughout the day and throughout the season, you start to develop your love for Rafayel and it makes you want to ask him something very personal. So instead of that, you will say something to Rafayel about your feelings for him—even though you are still hesitant.

Evening has arrived, you and he are sitting as usual in the room which is only lit by a night light and also a little fragrance, making your body relax. You leaned back on the bed, while he slept next to you and looked at you—a small grin appeared beneath his lips, making you blush slightly. The atmosphere was silent, but you decided to say something to him directly.

"Rafayel, can I be yours?" you ask him directly and openly.

Rafayel, who heard your words, was a little surprised, but without further ado, he got out of bed and sat down, facing you, only a few inches from your body. "So you think you could have me?" He asked curiously, "I mean.. couldn't i?" You answered with a slight tilt of your head, out of curiosity.

"Oh fuck," he exclaimed. "Yes or no?" you asked once again. After a moment, he gently held your palm, “Yes.” He said to you with the same smirk, you were of course a little surprised. Behind Rafayel's slightly humorous nature, he also has a teasing nature—he then kisses your palm and places it on his face, which makes your cheeks turn red like a tomato.