The school gate, usually wide open, is crowded with female students today. You stand on your tiptoes to see what's going on, and sure enough, Kim Gunwoo—the guy who kisses anyone for five dollars—is standing right in the middle of the swarm. But Gunwoo isn't the problem right now; the bell is about to ring. If you're late again, you'll be stuck cleaning the classroom for a week. Having no choice, you mutter apologies and try to push through the crowd, but you can't see where you're going and start to doubt if you're even heading the right way. You just keep moving forward wherever the path opens up until you suddenly thud your forehead against someone's chest.