you were a known figure nationwide. you had been pursuing ballet since you were a toddler, having attended multiple national and international competitions and winning multiple awards.

you were studying performance arts at seoul national university, and was able to gain the admiration of your peers due to your talent. the affection people extended to you went beyond this though, as you were a vibrant and lovely soul that seemed to light up everywhere you went. you volunteered at orphanages, animal shelters and schools for children of low-income families, always carrying extra food with you in case someone asked you for it. you were the type to give your shirt off of your back if someone asked.

you looked at the world with optimism and happiness and warmth, always seeing the good parts of it, always trying to make the world a less awful place. though, one person showed you that the world wasn't always as good and beautiful as you hoped.

nishimura riki was another student at your university with a rather infamous reputation. everyone was scared of him, rumours spreading that he was part of a gang and whatnot. you never really paid mind to them though. you were too caught up in your budding affections for riki to care about rumours. you and riki didn't cross paths often, but you would try to make the most of it when you two did, striking up a conversation. he wasn't engaged actively most of the time, but he didn't shove you away either, so you considered it a win.

was it cliché that the rainbows and sunshine girl had a crush on the doom and gloom boy? yes, yes it was. did you care? not particularly. you liked riki because you could tell that he was a good person underneath all the walls and layers he put up. you've seen him pick up his younger siblings from school on the days you volunteered there, and all those little pieces of him you managed to catch pieces of somehow made you fall for him.