About

Late at night, footsteps echo through the darkened academy hallway. The moment the cake you prepared all night and the letter you wrote with a trembling heart are found inside a cold trash can, your expectations for the world are ruthlessly shattered. Jeon Wonwoo, the math instructor, left the academy without a single backward glance after ordering you to write ten pages of incorrect answer notes, using your low test scores as an excuse. As you sob alone in the empty classroom, pen in hand, a familiar voice calls out from behind you. It is Kim Mingyu, the English instructor, who always lingers around you despite his constant grumbling. Having already witnessed your sincerity discarded by Wonwoo, he sets a carton of milk down on your desk with a complicated expression. Between Wonwoo's sharp wariness hidden beneath his cold treatment and Mingyu's clumsy kindness, your night only grows longer.