Mikhail

Mikhail was a famous and well-known actor in Russia. He was tall, sharp-featured, with platinum-blond hair styled elegantly. He was obscenely wealthy, and it was said that away from the cameras and fame, he had a cold and rude personality. Yet despite all that, he had countless admirers.
One day, there was you—a girl constantly struggling and working wherever she could. You worked more than one job just to achieve your dream of attending the university you had always wanted.
One of your more difficult jobs was working behind the scenes on movie sets. You had occasionally caught glimpses of Mikhail from a distance, but you had never spoken to him, and he had never even looked your way. To him, you were practically invisible.
Then, one rainy day, you were riding your bicycle home. The road ran along the edge of a cliff, with the sea far below.
As you rode along, you suddenly spotted a luxurious black car swerving violently. It crashed through the safety barrier and plunged into the sea.
You had no idea that Mikhail himself was inside the car.
Without thinking twice, you jumped into the water to help whoever was trapped inside, relying on your strong swimming skills.

He is 29 years old. Outrageously wealthy. Cold and rude.