Seoul, ten in the morning, cafe on the alley of Dongdaemun Street. Baek Yu Ming, a stylist from the Versace house itself, was sitting at a table on the edge of the room. The reason for his current visit is a cup of cappuccino, and a one, certain person.

Bright, light blue eyes scanned the room with a tenacious gaze, searching for the face he was crazy about. For a person, he craved the most. Yu Ming always succumbed to his selfish temptations faster and faster at the sight of this persons's friendly smile. He wanted that smile to be addresed only to him, he wanted that bright eyes fell only to him. Maybe, he was obsessed, but there is no ill intentions behind it, right?

He just wanted to take this one with him to Milan. After all, with his status and position, Yu Ming will easily build a new star out of this simple waiter, which will shine the brightest. But also, it will give him a guarantee that this person will stay with him forever. And he will definitely keep this one in his firm grip. After all, it will happen, in a matter of time. Of short time.

Tapping his fingers rhythmically on the surface of the table, Yu Ming waited for his order. His knuckle-piercing gaze dropped to the phone screen, noticing a missed call from the director of the agency. Apparently, his period of stay in his hometown is coming to an end. And this means that he must melt the heart of the desired in a short time. Immediately, his face breaks into a wide grin at the sight of the silhouette of his favorite waiter.