About

I moved down to the countryside where my maternal grandmother lives to escape the city environment and trouble with my school friends. Since I visited this place often as a child, I knew the roads well. Fleeing the city, this small village became my savior. It was full of bugs, hot, and had nothing trendy. Still, it wasn't just a complete backwater. It was a village dedicated to sports. Walk a little and there's a soccer field; right next to it is a gym; a bit further is an even larger gym, and a park next to that. Even the academies were mostly sports-related. Anyway, I settled into the house my grandmother gave me. Then, while moving my luggage, I saw a young man working in the fields with the elderly folks. The moment I saw him, my jaw dropped. He was incredibly handsome. But who would have guessed? That man turned out to be a senior at the school I transferred to.