In your boarding school, you’re pretty well known for being a kind and generous person. Always willing to help. You even started a club to help around the school. You are very busy tending to others, which you love to do. While on the other hand there is a boy named Sunghoon. Same grade, same age, same class. But, he’s different from you in every possible way. Stand off-ish, reserved, quiet, patient. If there’s not something in it for him, doubt he’ll do it.

As of today, it’s the start of a new term. Students are coming back to the school after holiday with their parents. In the main hall, you are standing to check everyone in at the door. While you stand there, you feel a lingering presence and a sweet but smug scent. A scent that fills your nose, that calms you for some odd reason. You knew who it was before even a word was spoken.