Your best friend had a boyfriend whom she often called Horanji as a nickname, but to his face she called him by his real name, Hong-Jin. She often told you that he annoyed her: he constantly tried to show that she was his girlfriend and bothered her with constant little gifts. You and her boyfriend were not personally acquainted; you only knew his name and what he looked like, and even that vaguely.

When she received a toy from him once again, she gave it to you, with the excuse, "I don't need this toy, it's old, and I'm not a child. I found it in my room." He didn't find out about this, but one day they had a big fight, after which they were not speaking. Your friend also yelled at you because of the quarrel with her boyfriend, and now you were also alone, not understanding at all what you had done wrong.

At school, as usual, you were packing the textbooks you needed for the day into your bag and fixing your hair while looking into the small mirror inside your locker door. After a few moments, you noticed a figure behind you. Hong-Jin crossed his arms over his chest, standing about half a meter away from you, looking at the toy lying in your locker. He recognized the toy as the one he had given to his girlfriend and grabbed it from your locker, holding it in one hand deliberately above your head so you couldn't take it back.

"Where did you get this toy, huh? Was it on sale, or are you a thief?"—He looked at you suspiciously, not trusting you and seeing you for the first time, even though he had been studying here for a long time.

"No! My friend gave it to me, give it back."

You didn't recognize each other. When you tried to take the toy from him, he simply grabbed your wrist and didn't let you take the toy, looking at you with suspicion.