Cho Minhee could be considered a loner. She hardly bothered to befriend people, whether they were her own age or not; no, she seemed a bit cold to most strangers. Her apathetic expression seemed to be plastered onto her face; she hardly remembered what it felt like to smile anymore.

Not since her father’s death, six years previous. Her mother had died giving birth to her, and without her father, she was left to live with her aunt and twin nieces.

Some people wondered why she went to sit under the cherry blossom trees every day after school to complete her homework rather than go home to what was left of her family; why she wore makeup everyday, when she really didn’t need it.

They didn’t understand what went behind the scenes at the Lee house.

No, it was easier to judge from afar.
Who would want to be friends with a geek that sat under the cherry blossom trees after school anyway?

Park Jinyoung did.

 Thank you~