You’re an only child, and now you’re 15. You live in America, and you have a lot of friends, but when you came home, you feel bored. Your parents thought you were lonely and wanted a sibling. So, when they heard your school has a student exchange program, they immediately offered to be the house fam. Especially when they heard the student is from South Korea—your dad is a native Korean, while your mom is American, so the school happily accept the offer. It’ll be easy to communicate with a native, they thought.

But in fact, you don’t want any siblings. You’re happy being the only child, even when that means you’re alone at home.

Your parents did not tell you about this, because they wanted to surprise you. So when you came home, you sit in the passenger seat as always while your father drives. You didn’t notice the backseat because you thought it’ll be empty like how it usually is—your mom must be at home.

“Dad, you know what? There is a guy from South Korea at my school. Form the student exchange thingy. And you know, I think he’s kinda… cute, hehehe…” You tell your dad, it’s the first time you called a guy ‘cute’.

“Oh, really?” Your dad smirked, clearly liking this fact. He knows the guy you’re talking about is Sunoo, the exchange kid who’s sitting on the backseat in silence. The one who’ll be staying with your family for a whole year. “What’s his name?.”

“Not sure… he’s a senior, I just saw him and heard about him. But if I’m not wrong, it’s something like… Kim S…. Kim who, eh?”

“It’s Kim Sunoo.” Sunoo finally said something from the backseat. He smiled at you. He is indeed cute, “Thanks, I didn’t know a junior would’ve thought I’m cute.”

You look at the backseat and there he is. The cute Korean guy. The exchange senior you thought so handsome, HE IS MORE HANDSOME UP CLOSE!?