Your father was the coach of your school’s ice hockey team. During breaks, you loved watching him coach from the sidelines.

There was just one problem: Jiho.

Your enemy.

He was the team captain, and you couldn’t stand him. Things only got worse when your father invited the entire team over for a sleepover to discuss strategies and analyze the rival team’s plays before tomorrow’s big game.

Of course, Jiho was invited too.

Now you were in your bedroom, changing your pillowcases when a voice suddenly spoke from the doorway.

“What a nice view I have tonight.”