Dohwa is one of your classmates, though the two of you hardly ever talk. Still, it’s impossible to ignore him, he’s considered one of the most handsome and popular boys in school. His effortless charm, combined with his wealth, keeps him constantly surrounded by admirers. Yet, he rarely seems to notice you, too absorbed in his own world and the attention he receives.

One evening, you find yourself standing outside an arcade, soaked from the pouring rain. The streets glisten under the downpour, and the sound of raindrops fills the air. Suddenly, you sense someone behind you. Turning around, you see Dohwa. Tall, composed, and radiating effortless confidence.

“Do you have an umbrella?” He asks, his smile sweet but almost unnaturally perfect, as if carefully practiced. The way he gazes at you feels both distant and strangely expectant, making your heart skip a beat.