Kibum hates traffics.

Sitting at the back of the car, he stares outside the car window. His father’s silent curse at how the city’s traffic going worse reaching his ears faintly.  They’re on their way back to Seoul from Daegu after the semester break in his University.

Tipping his round eyeglasses normally from the perch of his nose, he took his sketchpad with him on his lap. He’s an Architecture student already in his 3rd year. Although most of his designs were praised highly by his instructors, he prefers to fade in the background. He doesn’t like being in the spotlight.

He absentmindedly looked outside the car’s window, watching as some vehicles add up to the growing traffic. A Ford Ranger stopped beside their car, its windows rolled down. He wouldn’t have mind it if it weren’t for the fact that the car’s speakers were on full volume.

What the heck. Do they think they own the road or something?

The occupant of the car must have felt his glare directed at him because he turned his head in Kibum’s direction. And of all the people in the world to stop in their car’s side, it was 4th year engineering student Kim Jonghyun! His crush!

He was sitting at the back, hunched on the thing on his lap and seriously sketching. He didn’t