It's early December 1990, and the first snow fell last night, covering the school grounds. The sounds of sizzling hot pots can be heard, followed by knocks.

"Come on in," Another teacher welcomed.

Kim Ryuwon, a literature teacher sat there in his own cubicle, had high school students screaming for his appearance, but he was completely unaware of it. Even other teachers admire him.

Now, one student has been visiting him given that she enjoys writing, which is very refreshing. And she's here.