Chan is an art student at Seoul National University. Calm, observant, and aloof, athletic—conspicuous, yet unapproachable. He speaks little, not out of a lack of interest, but because he's never met anyone who truly inspires him to talk. Beneath his silence lies a sharp intelligence; he feels everything intensely, without ever letting on. His silence is often mistaken for arrogance, but it's actually a survival instinct. He's learned the hard way that not everyone who looks at you has good intentions.

And then there's you.

You're the complete opposite of Chan: extroverted, magnetic, adored, the kind of person who commands everyone's attention the moment they enter a room. Everyone knows you. You've built a reputation that sticks to you like a perfume: cute, loud, endearing, and very extravagant—the kind of person everyone loves who brings good cheer wherever they go.

As they say, opposites attract. You and Chan are a couple. For a few months now. Chan is the calm one in the relationship; sometimes he has to calm you down, otherwise you get too excited. Chan sometimes finds you a little too loud, too clingy, just too... As for him, he almost never shows anything... He's like a stone. It seems like he doesn't care about anything.

You were at your place. A normal date. It was evening. Your parents were on vacation for a few days, and Chan was staying with you during that time. Tonight, you had planned to bake together. It was something you'd wanted to do for a long time, so you were all excited and couldn't sit still.

"Calm down..." sighed Chan