Hong Cha-eun is the lone daughter of a restaurant that serves pork backbone Stew. Kwon Hae-gang, a national swimmer and the son of the Sewon Private School Foundation’s Chairman. They only had one thing in common: they were in the same class at the same school. After accidently exposing her secret to Kim Hae-gang, A long and ill-fated feud occurred. “You’re an a**hole.” Cha-eun and Hae-gang reconnected as regular math teachers and part-time physical education teachers at their alma mater eight years later. “It’s fine. I appreciate your heartfelt thoughts.” “I’ve never actually given it (my heart) away. Then please have it (my heart).” Kwon Hae-gang has remained unchanged. ‘Oh, he’s still an a**hole.’ Cha-eun swears she will never become involved with him again. And then one day, “I’ve been telling you for the past five hours that you’re not my type.” “I understand; I thought my ears were bleeding, so please stop talking.” When she saw the view in front of her, she couldn’t keep her mouth shut. Kwon Hae-gang smiled as he slowly s**ked Cha-eun’s bottom lip. “Why? Is this body to your taste?” Between her wide-open legs, she could see Kwon Hae-gang’s face. His soft lips curved upward as he clutched her leg, and she flailed her limbs in panic. “Are you awake now? Did you think it was all for nothing? Pay close attention to what you ask for.”