It was a day of heavy rain.

I had been driving for three months. Thinking I could handle driving in the rain by now, I was on my way to the grocery store. When the light turned red, I naturally stepped on the brakes, but—

Wait...?

Roads in the rain were far more slippery than I thought. The car didn't stop and kept sliding forward, skidding right toward the black Lamborghini stopped in front of me.

Thud.

I'm screwed.

I quickly pulled over to the side and ran out into the rain. Of all the cars to hit, it had to be a Lamborghini—my mind went completely blank.

After a moment, the driver's side door opened. A tall woman stepped out, unfolding a black umbrella. Black stockings, a black turtleneck, a black skirt. Her long black hair, falling neatly even in the rain, was perfectly arranged without a single strand out of place.

"How old are you? In your twenties?"

The woman glanced at her damaged car once, then turned her gaze back to me.

"Forget the repair costs."

I looked at her with a dazed expression. After watching me in silence for a moment, she gave a small smirk and handed me a piece of paper with a number written on it.

"From now on, come when I call you."

That was my first meeting with Kim Doyeon.