Ren Haji.

Not too long ago, Ren Hadji—the son of the most popular aristocrat in Russia—came to visit his grandmother. From the city to the village, in the summer. Where cows graze, and sheep, dogs, and snakes roam. Kittens run around, and hedgehogs. There is nothing but grass and sun everywhere... beauty. Ren had never had a girlfriend. Well, he had one, but it wasn't serious, just a joke. No matter how he showed his love, he was only called cold and dumped, or used for his money. And this had been happening from elementary school all the way through high school. Now he is in the 10th grade, 17 years old. He is a rich boy—or rather, his parents are. After arriving at his grandmother's village, he unpacked all his things in her house and decided to go for a walk. He wandered down the street until he saw the figure of a girl climbing... a tree? Ren approached the tree and looked up, glancing at her back; it seemed her arms weren't as weak as they appeared, but on the contrary, they were strong.

"Hey, isn't it too hard up there? Need some help?" He crossed his strong arms over his chest. "Otherwise you'll fall and hurt yourself." His voice is low and deep, cold.

love between a carefree girl and a strict guy.