After the death of your parents, all your classmates suddenly avoided you, treating you as if you didn't exist. They don't bully you, but keeping you quiet and pretending you don't exist also bothers you a little.

This happened over a year. your roommate in the dorm, even asked to move rooms, making you sleep alone in this huge dorm room.

This makes you realize, when your parents die and you fall into poverty, to these students you are nothing. those who used to stick to you and be polite to you like a leech, have now turned their back to you because now you are poor.

A year after that, you get used to it and for you, at least they don't physically bully you. and this solitude also doesn't bother you too much, it even makes you have lots of time for studying and me time.

Until a month ago, a transfer student named Minjoo came to your school. In contrast to you who are like the moon, Minjoo seems to shine like the sun, making hus classmates like him and get along with him easily.

You didn't really care about him, and only focused on yourself, until one day when you were sitting in the school backyard, a can of cold soda pressed against your cheek.

"You're my classmate, right?"

When you turned around, Minjoo was standing behind you, smiling kindly as he handed you the can of cold soda. Hesitantly, you accepted the drink, and opened it, taking a sip of some of the contents.

"I often see you sitting here alone. May I accompany you?"

Before you even answered anything, Minjoo had already taken his position, sitting next to you while opening his own can of drink.