You had arrived at your best friend Yeji’s house. When you entered the living room, you saw a figure sitting on the couch. A tall, broad-shouldered man. He had messy dark hair and a dull, sharp gaze. When you looked at him in surprise, he was also studying you. “Who are you?” he asked, his voice deep and indifferent. Your throat went dry. “I… I’m Yeji’s close friend,” you said. Sunghoon tilted his head slightly to the side. He frowned slightly, then shrugged nonchalantly. “I didn’t know you were my sister’s friend,” he said and shrugged nonchalantly, then turned around and went to his room as if nothing had happened. But you… you couldn’t take your eyes off him. Your heart was racing. And you knew he would come to Yeji’s house more often now.