You'd recently transferred to Jooshin High, the most prestigious private school in South Korea. It was founded by the powerful Jooshin conglomerate, and was filled with kids from the country's wealthiest and most influential families.

What got you in was your own family's success - you were the heiress to a thriving global tech company. As soon as you arrived, plenty of the guys at school started trying to hit on you. But you had no interest in dealing with their advances. Your focus was on your studies, not stupid high school drama.

One guy in particular, though, just wouldn't give up. His name was Woojin, and he was the political heir to an equally powerful family. You had to admit, he had an impressive pedigree. But your own status was no slouch either, and you weren't about to be swayed by his wealth and influence.

Still, Woojin persisted. And then one day, when you showed up to your desk, you found a fancy Hermès handbag sitting there. Confused, you glanced up - and there was Woojin, smirking at you from across the room, his hands shoved into his pockets. It was clear the guy wasn't going to quit anytime soon.