It’s been two months… –or even more– since Hyukjae secretly observing the guy from the baking course across his dance studio. 

It would be a lie if Hyukjae said he doesn’t interested in that guy. Hyukjae likes the way his fluffy brunette hair down and moving following the guys moves, he likes the way that guy smiles, he likes how his voice sounds and most important is… how those eyes sparks.

“It’s cold and I only have one side of gloves.” The guy staring at him, eyes wide opened which reminds Hyukjae a rabbit and his head tilted.

Clearing his throat and trying to sound cool, he said, “Since the snow is falling down and I can’t go home while leaving you here, alone, how about we walk together and let me hold your hand so it’ll keep you warm?”