Chapter 1

"Umm...."

Dohwa groaned as he lifted his eyelids, a strange ceiling coming into view, and the smell of antiseptic assaulting his nose. Realizing he was lying in a bed due to the subsequent comfort, he couldn't help but wonder where he was.

But where is this...?

"Are you okay?"

Dohwa turned his gaze towards a voice. A man was sitting on a makeshift chair.

Jet-black hair, porcelain-like fair skin, finely sculpted Western nose, and a sharp jawline—it all resembled meticulously crafted artwork. Above all, his double-eyelids framed vivid blue eyes that seemed to swallow the onlooker's gaze whole.

"Oops."

Dohwa gasped as he met his gaze, shifting his upper body against the wall. The man extended his head slightly, his senses filled with concern for Dohwa.

"This is a hospital. You've been worrying a lot."

"A hospital?"

"Yes. Your fever has gone down, but where else does it hurt?"

The man touched Dohwa's forehead, then firmly held his hand. The fingers, imbued with a masculine scent, felt warm and soft. Under normal circumstances, Dohwa might have been embarrassed by his touch, but now he had to avoid it. Dohwa cautiously pushed the man's hand away, but the larger fingers grasped with a bit more force, almost like handcuffs.

"Ah..."

Sweat began to bead on Dohwa's forehead. The man's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his gaze turned fierce.

"Is this because of last night?"

Gradually, memories began to form in response to the man's voice.

The creaking bed, his outstretched legs, and the person atop him—the man before him now. In the memories, the man was also completely bare, vigorously shaking his waist. The intense sensations made Dohwa feel like liquid was spurting from every opening in his body.

"Senior, can you ease up a bit? Ah... at this rate, I might lose my... focus."

"Ah... please... stop... it's... scary... hoo..."

Fears lingering, Dohwa clung to the man's sturdy back. The man then pressed his nose against Dohwa's white neck.

"Why did you run away?"

"Well... that's..."

"If you had stayed put, Dohwa, you would've enjoyed it."

A chilling undertone resonated, carrying both heat and intimidation. Beneath the dynamic movements of the bed, Dohwa's discarded pants bore evidence of the passionate encounter.

Yes, last night Dohwa had not only faced the man's terrifying nature but had ended up engaging in sex with him. It was the worst possible scenario that should never have happened—an intersection of fear and embarrassment that seemed maddening.

So...

"Who are you?"

He crafted an expression as if suffering from amnesia, maintaining a polite tone to avoid making the situation more awkward. However, Dohwa, who had lived a life filled with acting, couldn't help but regret the unnecessary act. It was bound to look awkward.

"Why are you acting like this?"

The man looked at Dohwa in surprise, perfectly playing into Dohwa's regret. Relieved, Dohwa continued pretending to have lost his memory.

"I... I don't remember..."

"Do you not even know who you are?"

"I know that."

"What's your name?"

He asked as if confirming. Dohwa hesitated before answering.

"I'm Dohwa."

"That's right. Then how old are you?"

"Twe... Twenty-five. I remember everything else, but I don't know who you are."

"I'm Cha Minjun. I'm a sophomore in the business administration department at Korea University, a senior in the same club as you. Don't you remember?"

"I don't know."

"Oh no..."

Minjun's face fell, and he fell silent. Dohwa felt his mouth drying up, rolling his big eyes slowly, waiting for a few minutes.

Minjun slowly lifted his head. His gaze had heated up.

"Do you not remember that we were lovers?"

"What?"

Lovers? What kind of nonsense was this? Dohwa was just a senior and junior, not involved romantically. Cold sweat began to form on Dohwa's forehead. This false lie, intended to avoid the worst, was spiraling out of control.

Minjun's charming features approached Dohwa's face. In an instant, Dohwa felt a dazzling sensation, his eyes slowly closing.

The sensation dominated, moistening his lips. Startled by the unexpected kiss, Dohwa quickly opened his eyes. Minjun's lips had lightly touched his before pulling away. Dohwa's face, bewildered by the sudden kiss, turned bright red.

"I love you."

At his whispered words, Dohwa felt his whole body stiffen.

Why had he become Minjun's lover? This was beyond insanity.

This couldn't be happening... This couldn't be happening!