KIPO

In the season when cherry blossom petals flutter in the dry breeze, I fell in love with a pale-faced poet.My first unrequited love felt like a fever; every time I suffered because of him, I would quietly catch my breath and feel miserable. Yet, that spring was undeniably the most lyrical season of my life.Baek Seong-hyeon, a struggling high school student,returned to school with a chaotic schedule after misunderstanding the course registration date. As a result, he ended up taking a literary class that he didn't even care about. While researching withdrawal periods, he came across a note-taking position posted on campus: two classes a week for 1.5 million won a month. Without hesitation, Baek Seong-hyeon texted me to apply."I'd like to request note-taking starting in two days.""What class are you referring to that starts in two days?""I think you're taking the same class."It was the "Theory and Practice of Literature I."Little did he know that he would meet a poet who would turn his life upside down.+