Some people say that love is sweet and warm, or that love makes their sadness melt away; for Jiae, she could never say what love was like, since she never did fall in love before. Maybe it could be like the butterflies in her stomach when she stands in front of the door, or maybe it was the smell of freshly based cookies that seemingly dragged her along - whatever it was like, a small push into the right direction by her roommates would send her heart to places she never had been to before. 

Jiae loathed being sick, but sometimes, being sick wasn't that bad.