After the first week of sitting awkwardly by himself in the cafeteria at lunch, barely able to eat because of the uncomfortable sad, lonely, twisting feeling in his stomach, Pyo Jihoon decided he would try to eat on the roof. There, he hoped, he would at least be able to escape the crowds of people laughing and chatting happily with their friends, where he had yet to make any at his new school.

He wasn’t expecting to find another boy—a very good-looking upperclassman, at that—also trying to hide out up there, hunched over his own meal.