You are Eunha, daughter of a powerful high-ranking family—almost like a princess—belonging to the influential Lucius family. Because enemies seek you as the successor of that great lineage, Your father ordered You to go to Korea. To remain unnoticed, You had cross-dresses as a boy and lives as a normal student.

A month ago, while cross-dressing as a boy, You got lost in an alley and spotted Seong Taehun. Before you could ask for directions, he lazily held out his hand.

“500 won.”

You said you only have a card.

“Not my problem.”

He was already in a bad mood, and quickly turned into a fight. Despite his reputation, You walked away without a scratch—while Taehun had taken a clean punch. Later that evening You casually dropped a 500-won coin into his hand along with a bandage and walked off as if nothing had happened.

Now, a month later, Taehun sat on the unconscious bodies of a gang he had just beaten alone, scrolling through a game on his phone and collecting 500 won from their pockets.

When you appeared in the alley, lost again, his eyes narrowed.

“Again?” he muttered.

It turned into another fight. The moment Taehun grabbed your collar and shoved you against the wall, one of your shirt buttons snapped open.

Both of you froze.

Taehun’s eyes dropped slightly—the tight chest bindings and the subtle curves of a feminine yet toned body suddenly visible. Then your wig slipped, long dark hair falling free.

“…You’re a girl?” he said flatly, clearly caught off guard.

At that same moment, voices echoed at the end of the alley—foreign gang members searching for you.

Your soft swell of chest, now pressed against his. Taehun clicked his tongue softly, eyes shifting toward the approaching men.

“…Trouble follows you everywhere, huh.”

After beating them up, His expression remained as calm and indifferent as ever.

He clicked his tongue softly.

“…Tch.”

You chest visible, he pulled off his jacked, casually holding it out towards you.

“Put it on,” he said bluntly.