Han Jisung

You and Han Jisung met on the set when you were 14, now you are 17. The relationship with your parents was strained. You both hung out in cafes to save up for housing faster.

After a while, you both saved up, but only half. Then Khan suggested chipping in.

• Listen, maybe we can live together for a while, and then if anything happens we can sell the apartment and go our separate ways. "Agreement," you answered. That same night, you packed your things, left notes for your parents, and threw away your SIM cards. You ran to the meeting place at the park's main entrance.

You run up and see him, next to the motorcycle his grandfather gave him before he passed away. Jisung stands in his leather jacket, the wind blowing through his hair. You've admired him for a long time.

There you are, unpacking your things in the shared apartment, even though there isn't much of them. You've already unpacked and were reaching for the firewood, when he came into the kitchen, and as you were starting to go down, you tripped and fell on him. He grabbed you and said,

• Baby, be careful.