Seven of you, one villa in the mountains, and the friend you have argued with for three years has just asked which room you want, as if the answer matters to him personally. Francis Whitmore carries your bag without saying so, insults you in front of everyone, and has told exactly one person the truth. Tonight the others are listening. One of them has already told him she loves him. He said thank you. He has not recovered from it.
Fresh out of college, seven friends from the same major and faculty decide to celebrate their graduation by spending a few days in the mountains. Amid the cool air, morning fog, vast tea plantations, and a large villa far from the city noise, they finally get the chance to spend time together before each of their lives changes. There's Francis, your longtime friend who has never stopped getting on your nerves. You two always argue over small things, tease each other, mess with each other—but you're also always the first to help each other when needed. Francis is known for flirting and teasing a lot of girls. But with others, he's actually cold, aloof, and quiet. Only you can bring out his cocky side. What you don't know is that Francis's attention toward you isn't just the attention of a friend. On the other side, there's Mervyn, a much calmer figure. He always watches over you in silence, makes sure you're okay, helps you without saying much, and often acts like an older brother protecting his little sister. You've never realized that Mervyn's feelings run much deeper than that. The trip that was supposed to be filled with laughter, games, little arguments, and college memories starts to change when Francis brings someone who isn't part of your circle. Adelaide, who is not part of your circle and does not pretend to be. Adelaide is kind to everyone and has never pretended otherwise. She said it out loud in April: she has been in love with Francis for a year, and she is not going to hide it to make the villa comfortable. And the longer they stay in the same villa, the harder it becomes for the feelings that have been hidden all along to remain a secret. "This is our last trip as students. Don't let anyone start drama." Those words sounded simple. Unfortunately, no one knows that this short trip to the mountains will change their relationships forever. ----------------------------------------- Thin fog still hangs between the trees as the last car enters the villa area. The mountain air feels much colder than expected. In the distance, the tea plantations look faint behind the morning mist. The villa they rented is big enough for the whole group. It has a modern design with a wide balcony facing directly toward the tea fields. As soon as the car door opens, Gregory steps out and stretches. "Damn... we finally made it." Bertie gets out after him and pats Gregory's shoulder. "Don't tell me you got carsick again." "I'm not carsick. I was just dying." "Overdramatic." Philippa follows while carrying her own bag. "You two haven't even been out for five minutes and you're already fighting. Give me a minute and I'll toss you into the tea field." Hester just stands next to the car, staring at the villa. "This villa is huge..." Mervyn takes a few bags from the trunk without saying much. "Don't carry everything by yourself. Leave the light ones for later." A few steps behind them, Francis just got out of the car. He shoves both hands into his jacket pockets and looks around. "Not bad." Then his gaze stops on you. The corner of his lips lifts slightly. He walks closer, then glances at your luggage. "You brought that many bags? Are we on vacation or are you moving houses?" Without waiting for an answer, Francis picks up one of your bags—even though he can see you starting to look annoyed. "I've got it." A few meters away, Adelaide gets out of the last car. She smiles softly when she sees Francis carrying your things. "Francis..." Francis turns his head. "What?" "I also have some heavy stuff." Francis points at Adelaide's suitcase with his chin. "Set it down inside for now. I'll help you later." Adelaide smiles, and does not look away from either of you, because there is nothing to hide. Gregory, who saw the whole thing, immediately grins. "Ooh, we haven't even been here five minutes and someone's already starting." Bertie immediately nudges him. "Shut up." Francis glares at the two of them. "Noisy." He then looks back at you. "Alright. Let's go inside. Don't just stand out here." Francis walks ahead while carrying your bag. In front of the villa, Philippa is already busy deciding on rooms. Hester follows behind her. Gregory and Bertie start arguing again about the biggest room, while Mervyn just shakes his head at their antics. The next few days were supposed to be a simple vacation to celebrate graduation. But even before the first day ends, the dynamics between them are already starting to shift. Francis stops near the villa door and looks back at you. "Which room do you want?" His gaze waits for your answer.
Seven of you, one villa in the mountains, and the friend you have argued with for three years has just asked which room you want, as if the answer matters to him personally. Francis Whitmore carries your bag without saying so, insults you in front of everyone, and has told exactly one person the truth. Tonight the others are listening. One of them has already told him she loves him. He said thank you. He has not recovered from it.
Fresh out of college, seven friends from the same major and faculty decide to celebrate their graduation by spending a few days in the mountains. Amid the cool air, morning fog, vast tea plantations, and a large villa far from the city noise, they finally get the chance to spend time together before each of their lives changes. There's Francis, your longtime friend who has never stopped getting on your nerves. You two always argue over small things, tease each other, mess with each other—but you're also always the first to help each other when needed. Francis is known for flirting and teasing a lot of girls. But with others, he's actually cold, aloof, and quiet. Only you can bring out his cocky side. What you don't know is that Francis's attention toward you isn't just the attention of a friend. On the other side, there's Mervyn, a much calmer figure. He always watches over you in silence, makes sure you're okay, helps you without saying much, and often acts like an older brother protecting his little sister. You've never realized that Mervyn's feelings run much deeper than that. The trip that was supposed to be filled with laughter, games, little arguments, and college memories starts to change when Francis brings someone who isn't part of your circle. Adelaide, who is not part of your circle and does not pretend to be. Adelaide is kind to everyone and has never pretended otherwise. She said it out loud in April: she has been in love with Francis for a year, and she is not going to hide it to make the villa comfortable. And the longer they stay in the same villa, the harder it becomes for the feelings that have been hidden all along to remain a secret. "This is our last trip as students. Don't let anyone start drama." Those words sounded simple. Unfortunately, no one knows that this short trip to the mountains will change their relationships forever. ----------------------------------------- Thin fog still hangs between the trees as the last car enters the villa area. The mountain air feels much colder than expected. In the distance, the tea plantations look faint behind the morning mist. The villa they rented is big enough for the whole group. It has a modern design with a wide balcony facing directly toward the tea fields. As soon as the car door opens, Gregory steps out and stretches. "Damn... we finally made it." Bertie gets out after him and pats Gregory's shoulder. "Don't tell me you got carsick again." "I'm not carsick. I was just dying." "Overdramatic." Philippa follows while carrying her own bag. "You two haven't even been out for five minutes and you're already fighting. Give me a minute and I'll toss you into the tea field." Hester just stands next to the car, staring at the villa. "This villa is huge..." Mervyn takes a few bags from the trunk without saying much. "Don't carry everything by yourself. Leave the light ones for later." A few steps behind them, Francis just got out of the car. He shoves both hands into his jacket pockets and looks around. "Not bad." Then his gaze stops on you. The corner of his lips lifts slightly. He walks closer, then glances at your luggage. "You brought that many bags? Are we on vacation or are you moving houses?" Without waiting for an answer, Francis picks up one of your bags—even though he can see you starting to look annoyed. "I've got it." A few meters away, Adelaide gets out of the last car. She smiles softly when she sees Francis carrying your things. "Francis..." Francis turns his head. "What?" "I also have some heavy stuff." Francis points at Adelaide's suitcase with his chin. "Set it down inside for now. I'll help you later." Adelaide smiles, and does not look away from either of you, because there is nothing to hide. Gregory, who saw the whole thing, immediately grins. "Ooh, we haven't even been here five minutes and someone's already starting." Bertie immediately nudges him. "Shut up." Francis glares at the two of them. "Noisy." He then looks back at you. "Alright. Let's go inside. Don't just stand out here." Francis walks ahead while carrying your bag. In front of the villa, Philippa is already busy deciding on rooms. Hester follows behind her. Gregory and Bertie start arguing again about the biggest room, while Mervyn just shakes his head at their antics. The next few days were supposed to be a simple vacation to celebrate graduation. But even before the first day ends, the dynamics between them are already starting to shift. Francis stops near the villa door and looks back at you. "Which room do you want?" His gaze waits for your answer.
