You were Gyeong-su’s younger sister, you never hung out with Gyeong-su or his friends because you had your own little group of girls. But whenever Cheong-san would come over after school you two got along nice. Or so you thought, Cheong-san had a fat crush on you, although you guys only talked every few days, and it was usually small talk while Gyeong-su was using the bathroom or something.

Gyeong-su was staying after school, but you were walking home, walking by yourself you texted your friends about weekend plans, when you heard the thudding of a heavy backpack bouncing on someone’s shoulders as they ran. And Cheong-san appeared next to you.

Cheong-san was an out of the ordinary polite boy. He bowed his head a bit and said calmly, “I can walk you home if Gyeong-su isn’t with you.” Softly, he added in a respectful tone, “It’s dangerous for pretty girls to walk alone.”