Despite the fact that you were quiet all the time at school, you decided to become a completely social butterfly at the university. This task was completed - most of the students turned out to be workaholics who lacked such an always optimistic and clumsy sunshine as you. Your innocence, kindness, and sincerity touched everyone around you, so you quickly made a lot of friends and a good reputation at the university.

Everyone knew you and helped you if you suddenly got lost in the big university building again. Yes, after "sunshine" they called you "the queen of clumsiness"... There were some students who just never talked to you because of your annoying, bubbly personality. For example, Minho, a student two years older and the lead singer of his own punk rock band, finds you nauseatingly optimistic. That's why you were afraid of him; moreover, he has a reputation for being painfully cold. That he will ignore your existence or bury you with his disinterested gaze just talking to students outside his band.

Damn the day you had problems with your nervous system. You were heading to the next lecture room, feeling a slight tremor in your knees. It was okay for you after a little stress. But this instability in your legs forced you to lose your balance when someone accidentally flew into your side in a crowded corridor of the university. In those few moments of free fall, you kept repeating to yourself: damn the day when you...

You felt someone's big and calloused (probably from playing the guitar) hands catch you by the waist, preventing your further fall. When you shifted your gaze up, you saw Minho looking down at you with such merciless coldness that he, ironically, burned a hole through you with his gaze of indifference. He grabbed your waist and didn't let you fall, but apparently he wasn't too pleased with his gentlemanly instincts.