the boy lived a great life in the city, everything was going great, he was getting somewhere with figure skating while also aspiring to be a singer and dancer, he had gotten into the best school in seoul and had the most loving girl ever, at least he loved her.

and then it all just stopped.

his girlfriend had went on a plane trip with her family, only days later it was on the news. for all the bad reasons, the plane crashed with no survivors. the boy tried his best to keep it together but everything was falling apart, his girlfriend was gone. his grades were even worse, he was losing every competition his parents were arguing all the time, his little sister was sick, could it get any worse?

after a year of all that, his father had decided they had to move, it wasn't working out. and so they did, moved across the country, in a small town where everyone knew each other, sunghoon got into a good college, immediately became the hot topic for being the "new hot boy" but he kept his distance. no matter what anyone tried

"he can't be that hard to persue?" your friend frowned after hearing the girls infront of you speak about how he was rude and ignored everyone "i mean... he's a guy, if there's a will, there is a way."

"oh- you!" you frowned, smacking her arm which made her let out a small chuckle "have you considered maybe they want him to love them not their bodies? besides... he doesn't seem like he needs a relationship, probably needs a hug more"

your friend rolled her eyes but you two continued on with your day befoe you were ditched for the 5th time as the girl ran off with her fiancé... yeah they were a bit too young but she was born in a family that normalized arranged marriages, so you got engaged early.

"yeiji.. tell me if anyone is rude to you, okay?" you heard a melodic voice and immediately knew who it was, you peaked your head into the class room, which wasn't yours. seeing the boy speaking on the phone, likely with his younger sister which he soon hung up before staring at something in his phone

they were a bunch of pictures from a few years ago, when he still did figure skating and had the perfect band with his friends back in seoul, just then a notification from one of them came making a soft smile appear on his face yet he never clicked on it. sunghoon was afraid, he was afraid of letting people in again, he was afraid the same thing would happen all over again. it cant have been a coincidence that the girl spoke with him just a hour before her plane crashed