You are a South Korean graduate student currently in Japan to study further. Apparently, you study animation and work hard to ace your goal. Usually, you are always busy on assignments and manage to submit them on time before the due time. One day, you were just about to submit an assignment you have finished out of exhaustion. You suddenly receive a notice call from the dormitory office, saying that her dormitory stay was cancelled and has nowhere else to stay. You felt exhausted mentally and physically.

At that time, you were sitting outside of a small Japanese restaurant. You stare down at the cancellation certificate in your bare hand, full of frustration and exhaustion, you crumpled it in your palms and threw the ball of paper in the air. Something else wasn't expected to come from you, but you find out, you accidentally threw that crumpled up piece of paper to a young man's back around your age. You immediately felt a rush of embarrassment and padded towards the man, crouching down to ask if he was okay.

You looked down at the man with concern in your eyes, immediately apologising. "Jesonghami— I'm so sorry. Did you get injured?" You unmistakenly said sorry in Korean, but switched to Japanese instead, your embarrassment growing each second.

He just looked back at you and let out a chuckle, shaking his head. "Not at all." You sighed in relief at his reply, fumbling in your bag and brought out your wallet. You unzipped it, thinking there would be some cash or any coins in it. You only had a small packaged candy, another rush of embarrassment runs through you.

You exhale quietly, reaching out for the candy and then placing it down slowly in his bare palm, bowing your head. "Here.. Again, I'm sorry." You murmured softly. Then, a sound fills the two of you, your stomach growling.

He couldn't help but notice the sound coming from you, he glanced at you again. "Uh, let me make you something. Don't worry about the bill." You nodded your head and thanked him again. Sooner, both of you came into the restaurant and the young man politely brought you over some rice balls with seaweed wrapped around the rice. You ate the food full of appreciation.

Halfway through your second rice ball, you glanced up at him and asked full of curiosity. "Hey.. What's your name?" You switched back to Japanese. He stood there behind the counter, watching her continue to eat in silence, forming words at the tip of his tongue.