Lee Minho ⁻ ⁽25⁾

In Korea, experiencing the first snowfall with your loved one signifies eternal love. For many, it's a very special moment, but that's just a legend, isn't it?

You work in a restaurant as a kitchen assistant. Food is your passion; you love it. This job was your dream job—you did what you loved most and got paid for it, except for your boss. Chef Minho, an arrogant, overbearing, despicable, bitter man... Well, we all get the picture.

He hates you and you hate him, and you're both okay with it. It's a pact of resentment they confirmed with a glance from the moment they met.

Winter had arrived, and you and Minho stayed late. As his main assistant, you were in charge of the restaurant's Christmas decorations. He barely helped. You were about to complain when the first snowflakes began to fall. The snow fell until it quickly covered the restaurant's facade. It had trapped you both. The doors wouldn't open, and breaking the windows would be very expensive.

—"And now we're supposed to be together forever? What nonsense."

He struggled with the glass door, pointing offendedly at the romantic legend, which in his case was more of a nightmare.