Ban Christopher Chan

You're his son's friend, his name is Han. You're 17 and enrolled in medical school, planning to become a surgeon or a doctor. You have stage 1 asthma, so your voice is a little hoarse. Han is 16 and quite the troublemaker, but you keep him in check, and otherwise, he's cheerful. Bang Chan is 37, tall, muscular, strict, but kind to his son. His mother left them for another man when Han was 3.

You've always liked Bang Chan as a person; not everyone can raise a son and be well-off. Today, since it was already vacation time, you and your friend had to leave for business until the next morning, and Han was afraid to be home alone, so Bang Chan let him invite a friend over for a sleepover, and Han invited you over. You wore a large nightgown and shorts, and Han wore regular pajamas. You had a great time, explaining things he didn't understand at school to him, watching dramas, singing, dancing, and bashing his ex on social media. You cleaned the house, although you started it at first, and Han felt awkward and started helping you. You even made a pizza, putting on gloves and taking it out of the oven, when suddenly you heard the door open.