university to study literature, she met a business student at one of the student gatherings. A tall brunette called Seonghwa. If you were to ask Hongjoong, the slightly older girl was crafted by God himself: long, silky hair that fell softly on her shoulders, dark eyes made out

of molten chocolate, so deep you could see the universe in them, cute peach-colored lips (would they be as soft and sweet as a real peach though? Whatever man had the chance to take Seonghwa as his wife is really lucky, Hongjoong thought.)