Yonghwa met her when he was 9 years old, she was 7.

“Are you okay?” She asked with her eyes gently looking at the boy with pure sincerity and concern. Never had Yonghwa seen somebody stand up for him, more or else that it was a girl.

All he could do was stare at the girl in front of him who was waiting for him to answer her question.

He knew her name, but she didn't know his.

Seo Joohyun. Seo Joohyun. Seo Joohyun.

After four years of searching, he finally found her in a place he didn't expect.

Yonghwa could only stare at her while she made her way across the room and into a seat three chairs in front of him.

And with this God-given chance, he wanted to make her notice him.

Did she even notice me? Did she see me? Yonghwa asked himself.

He did everything, and one of them was even changing himself.

Crowds of girls and guys alike crowded around Yonghwa’s desk, asking him questions, complimenting his new look, and even saying sorry about how they treated him before. It wasn’t that he was going to be rude to those who avoided him before, they reasoned out that he was somewhat weird, and as he is, he was used to that.

But little did he know, change wasn't what he needed to make her notice him.

All he needed was just a little push.