"what would've happened if you had not found me?" jung wooyoung whose soul he was ready to offer to the devil, found himself intrigued with the compassionate student council- choi san. he was perturbed, he didn't want the latter openly giving him love, kindness and warmth, doting on him. no, he didn't know how to receive them. he felt dirty, he didn't deserve it all. but when under choi san's gaze, under his towering figure, in the palm of his hands; wooyoung could only soften and cave in.