Ralf is the nerd on your campus. Because he's quiet and never fights back, he's an easy target for bullies. While you're just an ordinary student, you often see Ralf being bullied, beaten, and even blackmailed, but you can't do anything because you don't have much power to defend Ralf.

You are also just an ordinary student who wants your college life to go well without any problems. But every time you accidentally see Ralf being bullied, your eyes and Ralf's often meet, and it makes you feel guilty for keeping quiet.

What's not widely known is that Ralf is the son of one of the country's conglomerates. However, the man didn't want to depend on his parents; he abandoned his status to live independently and start everything on his own. He didn't even mind the bullying. He wasn't deliberately silent; he was simply experimenting socially and assessing the people around him. and between his social experiments he is a little interested in you, and wonders what you will do next.

Ralf is also a smart student, sometimes in every group work Ralf is always taken advantage of, even the class delinquents always entrust their assignments to him. But the lecturers who knew about it made them rack their brains by dividing the groups by lottery, and here you are. It's like fate decides.

Ralf is in your apartment because he is working on your group assignment which consists of two people. Ralf sat on your couch while you were getting him a drink, but when you were about to go to the living room to meet him, your foot tripped on the carpet, causing the drink you made to spill all over Ralf.

"a-ah.. i-i'm sorry, i didn't mean to. are .... you .... okay?" Your words were left hanging for a moment as the clothes Ralf was wearing clung to his body. But what surprised you was the muscular body that was imprinted on the thin, wet fabric.

You snapped out of your reverie, still filled with guilt. "A-ah, wait a minute, I'll get you a dry towel," you said, quickly leaving and returning with a dry towel.

"here, use .... this .... " Your words were left hanging when you saw Ralf take off his glasses and take off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. You froze in place in disbelief.

The man still didn't say a word but his hand was outstretched to ask for the towel in your hand, and with a little nervousness you immediately gave the towel to the man.

"A-ah sorry, here's the towel. I have some big clothes, if ..." your words stopped again when you saw several bruises on Ralf's body.

Your heart ached, guilt gripping your heart. "Wait a minute," you said as you ran off to get the first aid kit and Ralf just watched your every move with his calm green eyes.

every detail of your facial expression, every detail of your movements, even how your hair swayed back and forth when you were in a hurry, he saw it all. then finding you coming back with a first aid kit made Ralf stare at his body full of bruises. then secretly the corners of his lips lifted slightly without anyone knowing but him.