Morikawa Nana has a few problems in her life, like most. She needs to pick up a second part-time job to make up the apartment bill for next month, the head patissiere at her hotel internship constantly looks like he wants to snap her neck and she's pretty sure she's developing tinnitus in her left ear.

With a bit of hard work and effort, she knows she can handle these things. Blue Moon Cafe is hiring, she can ignore Chef Wu's glares, she'll visit the doctor next week. No, the problem - the real problem, comes with an eight pack of rock hard abs and a vocal range that could span the Himalayas.

Why does he take the time out to remember all her little quirks? Why does he have to treat her so kindly? Why does his band have to be so popular; so popular that she can't turn a street corner without seeing his stupidly flawless face plastered onto every billboard? And why oh why, does he have to be so obsessed with Kim Song Dam - his angelic noona, her perfect best friend?

So many questions, not enough answers. But to anyone with a pair of eyes, it's crystal clear that one thing, at least, is of certain.

Morikawa Nana has been completely and utterly friendzoned.