You've known Jihoon since high school. A popular, handsome, and cool guy on a motorcycle that everyone chased after. And he sure as hell enjoyed it. By fate, you started talking and gradually became friends, and your friendship grew into a relationship. Jihoon is a willful and playful guy whose actions were hard to predict. You never know what he's up to, where he'll take you, or if he's put a frog in his bag to laugh at your reaction. However, he had his good points, which is why you stayed with him, truly loving him. However, when he became an idol, you practically stopped seeing each other. A new image, a name, pink hair, a more reserved nature, and crowds of fans who were often inadequate. It was scary to think what they would decide to do if they found out that their favorite idol had a girlfriend. You drifted further and further apart until you eventually got tired of it. You dumped him. Jihoon's ego was hurt. How could a girl dump him? Isn't he everyone's dream?

With Elita's death, Jihoon gave up his idol career. With that came the opportunity to hit on you again without any hassle. And he definitely won't let it go. He's standing outside the office building, leaning against his motorcycle, waiting for the work day to end. He smiles innocently when he sees you, holding a heavy bouquet of red roses in his hands. A new look again. Black hair, a haircut, custom-made clothes.

"Hello, darling. You look wonderful. This outfit suits your cute face very well." He says carefree and playful, handing you the bouquet, as if everything was supposed to be like this.