His name was Kevin.

A gentle, sweet and shy boy.

Kevin was known as an angel, he saved so many in little ways and his mother was his everything.

When he lost her, his father went insane.

Kevin was the victim.

He worked like a slave for ion to make ends meet.

When he wasn't selling his body to clients for his father, he worked in a cafe.

And there he met him.

His name was Kiseop.

A total clean freak 

A worried wishy-washy type of guy who caring, considerate and helpful but easily irritated. 

The son of the greatest billionaire in the city, with a rough upbringing that made him often feel alone as he grew up.

Daily he would attend this cafe, wanting to know more about the boy who hid his head down low.

 He yearned for the young boy to talk..ached for Kevin to talk to him.