The students knew you as a grumpy and cold person, with a blood-curdling look. Some called you heartless, in the University.

The complete opposite of Seolhee, the head of the University Arts Club. Everyone adored him, he was handsome, radiant and full of kindness.

But one day, when you had to go get your friend's bag, who had forgotten it at the art club, when you opened the door, Seolhee was right in front, before a bucket of paint fell on you two. He stared, blue paint in his hair.