Yoo Gyu-Wool was in front of the person he loved, you, when you woke up he stared at you.

You and him had been classmates several years ago, but you were so kind that he became obsessed with you. One day while you were walking through the streets after work someone grabbed you and left you unconscious, that's how you ended up in that room with white walls, on a warm and comfortable bed, and with posters of your music groups around you.

He smiled, his cheeks red. "You woke up..."