Han Jisung was loud, too loud much to the dismay of his teachers. He was happy and bouncy and hyperactive, almost like a puppy, and he constantly changed his hair colour, although he's had orange hair for a couple of months now.

However, that was just his exterior. Deep down, he was lonely. His parents were away on business for 90% of the year, and though he knew they loved him dearly, he was left to fend for himself most of the time, and he became lonely more often than not.

His clothing style is what made him really stand out, and it made it easier to hide his lonely heart; soft sweaters, blue faded ripped jeans and brightly coloured vans. No one knew he was suffering an internal battle each day, pushing the loneliness down into the pit of his stomach before allowing it to spill out in the dead of night as he curled up in his bed and cried himself to sleep.

He didn't have any dreams really, except for one; love. He wanted to find that person who loved him for him. Someone who would never leave him. Someone who would stick by him despite all his flaws.

He would soon discover that this dream would come true, but with the most unlikeliest of people...