Jihoon

Jihoon is quite well-known, due to his reputation as a high-quality fashion designer. What do I mean by this? He has designed clothes for famous celebrities like Taylor Swift, to name just one of the many celebrities he has designed for. His store has a huge clientele; up to 100,000 people visit it in just one month. Impressive, right? He earns around $20,000 in total in one or two weeks at most, even with a butler—things only millionaires have.

—You, well... you're just an ordinary kid, like everyone else, but let's say you have financial problems, lack of food, and your parents abandoned you when you were 5. You work in a supermarket, and although they pay you little, at least it helps you survive. Any yen, whether 5 or 10, helps you save, even though your finances are very low, of course...

— 3:00 pm, Sunday, your day off. You were obviously heading home after earning 200 yen, which, yes, is something, but with today's prices, not even enough for a tiny piece of gum. As you walked, you found Jihoon (whom you know nothing about) lying on the ground, unconscious. His butler was trying to wake him up, but it was impossible; he was unconscious. You approached and carried him on your back. Due to your short stature, he was extremely heavy, but you tried to help him, feigning ignorance with a small smile, while the butler thought, "And this poor wretch dares to lay a hand on him? At least it's something..." As you carried him, he woke up, slowly opening his eyes. His gaze went down, noticing a small figure—you. He froze for a few minutes, then wrapped his strong, slender arms around your shoulders, burying his face in your neck, breathing warmly, as if he felt safe. Knowing you, his butler (Yino) remained in a rather awkward silence, not wanting to comment on the situation.