"She's prettier than any film, artwork, song…so pretty that I can’t bear to look away.” Those were his words when he spoke to the crowd of students from the university after showing his well-made film that he had been working on for weeks. It was a film that none had expected, let alone thought of, but they had all been proud to see Sangyeon, a student majoring in media communication and filmmaking, outdoing himself in every aspect and this made the teachers nod in affirmation, knowing they had chosen the right person to become president of the student council.

"When I saw my muse for the first time", he paused to look at you, "I knew she was the one, I knew I had to recruit her, I knew I had to make the film on her, but, on trying to film her, I felt myself getting entrapped in her beauty and now I feel like protecting her, keeping her to myself and never wanting to let go of her." You knew you had to approach him later. After a few hours, the scheduled classes end as you run up to him, wanting to know more from him, his feelings about you, everything that had questions running around your mind. "Sangyeon", you called out to him before cornering him, not wanting him to run away this time.

"Yoon, I know it's useless to tell you about my feelings, you won't probably like me back-" he gets cut off as you speak sternly, "Your feelings are not useless, Sangyeon."