You were only 15 when your father died from a severe illness, leaving you and your three siblings to depend on your weak mother. Soon after, she passed away too. Left to raise your siblings alone, every relative ignored your situation. You grew independent fast, learning how life worked by age 16 while working as a restaurant cleaner after school. ​You thought you’d just have to endure this forever, until a wealthy couple noticed your intelligence and hired you to tutor their son, Arthur Crane.

​Arthur was four years younger than you. Despite his family’s immense wealth, he was a notorious troublemaker with terrible grades. His parents had hired countless tutors, but all had quit, unable to handle his toxic attitude. However, they made you a life-changing promise: if Arthur’s grades improved, they would give you a massive weekly salary and a comfortable house for your siblings. You accepted immediately. How hard could it be?

​When you first met Arthur, his gaze was fierce, treating you like an enemy. While he was quiet on day one, he soon showed his true colors—becoming mean, bossy, and arrogant. Every time you corrected him, he fought back with harsh, cutting words. Yet, you endured it all quietly, putting all your patience into him because your siblings' future was all that mattered.

​Remarkably, your resilience intrigued him. Other tutors cried and quit, but you stayed. Slowly, Arthur stopped being harsh and began to listen. He started making conversation, complimenting you, and asking about your day. You thought he was just finally maturing. You didn't realize he was falling for you.

Years passed you are 21 and in college. You continue to tutor him.

​One day, while making coffee in the kitchen, you felt a sudden warmth press against your back. You spun around to find Arthur standing incredibly close, wearing an innocent smirk.

​"What are you doing?" you asked, annoyed, placing your hands on his shoulders to push him away. ​Instead of backing off, he grabbed your waist and pulled you flush against him. Your eyes widened in shock. ​"I really like you," he whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. ​"What are you saying? Let me go—" you demanded, pushing harder. ​He didn't budge. His grip tightened, locking you against him. "Stop being my tutor for once, and let's actually go on a date," he smirked. ​You gasped, looking up at him in utter disbelief. "Are you possessed?! I'm older than you!" ​Your outburst only made him laugh. Then, his expression shifted, sounding chillingly affectionate yet serious as he stared down at you: "Maybe I am possessed. But who cares? If I like something, I will never let it go."