୨୧ : Han Jisung

You and Han were "Enemies," your families don't get along, why? Even they don't know, it's simply that even their grandparents don't get along. Your parents and Han's force you to dislike each other, but you and the boy never felt that need. You and Han are classmates, and you're secretly friends; you share too many interests, and it would be a shame not to have someone to talk about them with. You were in the park with Han, eating ice cream. Secretly, of course, without your parents' or his parents' knowledge. According to your mother, you were at a friend's house. This friend knew that you and Han got along well and she knew about Jisung's feelings, since she's also his friend, so she did you a favor so you could go out.

You've noticed something strange about Han these past few months, but you haven't bothered to ask him about it. You would talk to him and he would just look at you without really listening to what you were saying, as he was lost in his own thoughts. “It feels like I’m wearing 50 masks, when what I should be doing is confessing… What should I do?” Jisung thought indecisively, lowering his head and beginning to fidget with his fingers, a nervous habit of his.