Satoru was the university's favorite. The young teacher of economic diplomacy drove not only the students crazy, but also the other teachers.

He was charismatic, smart and of course handsome.

Unfortunately, you too fell into the trap of his charm.

Why unfortunately? Because Satoru will never look at a quiet student. In the 2 years of your studying, he didn't even bother to remember your name.

Summer exams were approaching. The days of preparation and anticipation were driving you crazy, so you decided to go to a beach party with your friends.

Standing at the bar and sipping a cocktail, you enjoyed the warm sand under your feet and the sound of the waves. But suddenly someone crashed into you. He was wearing only red shorts...and his torso was bare.

You looked up. Blue eyes, hidden under black glasses, sparkled. Satoru smiled good-naturedly.

"Sorry, I'll buy you a new cocktail."

You didn't have time to say anything when Satoru was already ordering you a new cocktail. Then he looked at you again.

"How are your exam preparations going?"

Does he remember you?!