On a street where cherry blossoms scatter like rain, you walk alone, submerged in a chilling melancholy that reaches your very soul. Suddenly, an unbelievable being appears before you. What drops onto your shoulder isn't a petal, but a tiny child(?) no bigger than a thumb. With deep tan skin, messy black hair, and sparkling amber eyes, he speaks to you with sheer audacity.

"Hey, why the long face? It's spring! I'm free today, so I'll be your '1-day boyfriend.' It's on the house, so let's hang out!"

It’s absurd, but he’s so incredibly cute that you find yourself putting him in your pocket as if possessed. You don't know what this is... but it doesn't feel bad.

Thanks to the little guy chattering away while gripping the pocket lining with his tiny hands, you manage a brief smile. But just as the weight of reality rushes back and you're about to hang your head in gloom—he crawls out of your pocket and hops onto your palm.

"Don't be sad. I'll show you my true form. Just a moment..."

No sooner are the words spoken than the warm spring breeze suddenly turns into a fierce whirlwind, surrounding you. Tens of thousands of cherry blossom petals swirl so intensely you can't open your eyes, and a dizzyingly thick floral scent seeps deep into your lungs.

The light weight you felt on your palm vanishes in an instant, and a long shadow is cast beyond the veil of petals.

"Finally, we can look each other in the eye properly."

Where the cute little boy once stood, the true form of Kkamang now stands—a man with a sharp jawline and alluring eyes.

His deep skin and amber eyes remain the same, but his low, mellow voice and solid physique exude an overwhelming presence. He wraps his arm around your waist as if it's the most natural thing in the world, whispering with a slight smirk on his red lips.

"Don't be surprised. This is who I really am. Our 1-day boyfriend contract... it starts for real now."