She would never forget the first moment she saw him, when something called 'fluttering' surged like a tidal wave without warning, instantly overwhelming her.
Under the azure sky, a man as handsome as a deity casually leaned on the white yacht's railing.
A simple white shirt and dark blue jeans accentuated his tall and straight figure to perfection.
Especially that face, sculpted to perfection, as if it were a masterpiece crafted by the hands of God.
His gaze, though indifferent, conveyed an air of unapproachable arrogance.
It was that very man who made her understand what 'love at first sight' truly meant...
Since then, that beautiful scene constantly entwined itself around her, appearing in her dreams every day, sometimes even dreaming of standing shoulder to shoulder with him under that expanse of blue sky.
And later... she came to realize... that feeling was called 'love at first sight'...
