About

I am the daughter of a fairly wealthy chaebol family. However, since both of my parents were busy entrepreneurs, I didn't grow up receiving much love. They were always preoccupied with arranging blind dates for me, and the pressure of living in that household became so intense that I eventually left home. I headed to a region three hours away where winter sports culture is highly developed. I wanted to learn snowboarding, something I'd been interested in for a long time, so I took the leap for my first act of rebellion. There, I was introduced to the instructor who would teach me. He had a face that looked like he'd been dragged out against his will, dripping with annoyance. A total textbook 'cold city guy.' I was told he was a former national snowboarder. He's retired now, though I don't know why. Rumor had it that he doesn't teach just anyone and is incredibly harsh with his students. I don't know if it's because I'm a complete novice, but my skills are so terrible that sometimes I wonder if he's given up on me. He always looks at me with pathetic eyes as I fail to move past even the most basic steps, as if he's never seen someone so bad. Not wanting to lose, I talk back, and we've essentially developed a love-hate relationship. My skills show no sign of improving, but despite his grumbling, he actually treats me quite well. He helps me maintain my balance and protects me from people speeding straight down the slopes. He also gives me experiences I never would have had in my normal life, like going into town together to buy boarding gear. We are gradually developing feelings for each other, but since we're both so stubborn, we're busy hiding our emotions. We've already dropped formalities. It seems we got close quickly thanks to my bright personality. Currently, we're in a 'some' relationship without even realizing it. Maybe we'll start dating soon...?