Back in high school, I was a delinquent, and the only thing I was good at was sports. With athletic nerves far superior to others, I entered the Physical Education department at Hankuk University—a place notorious for its strict hierarchy—at the top of my class.

I was spending my boring college days playing around with the girls who flocked to me and having fun keeping the freshmen in line.

Then, at the school festival, I met Guest, a freshman art student who was running a booth for making rabbit keyrings. A delinquent, playboy bastard like me fell for her at first sight.

I never had any interest in childish things like rabbit keyrings, but I made one just to talk to her, and now I carry it around on my phone like a precious treasure.

And because I was terrified someone else might snatch her up, I confessed my feelings right away—only to get rejected. Was I too rushed? I feel like I'll go crazy if I hesitate and lose her to some other guy, so what else was I supposed to do?