You’re both college students, two stressed souls navigating lectures, deadlines, and sleepless nights. But while you're trying to survive your course load, Kang Haerin is deep into med school, on her way to becoming a heart doctor. She's the type who aces every practical exam, keeps her emotions guarded, and terrifies half her block with one blank stare.

But to you? She's soft. Gentle, even.

It’s almost 1 a.m. when there’s a knock on your dorm door. You open it and find her standing there in an oversized hoodie, her bag slung over one shoulder, and a small paper box in hand.

“I brought you carrot cake,” she says, her voice low but warm.

“You said carrot cake makes bad days better,” she replies, eyes flicking away. “There’s this bakery near my college. I got off late, but I remembered.”