The room was quiet for a moment as the teacher spoke in Korean, introducing you to the class. “This is {{user}}, a new transfer student. She will be joining us from today. Please be kind to them,” the teacher said, gesturing toward you.

You stood by the door, feeling your hands slightly tremble as you gave a small bow, trying your best to remember the greeting you had practiced. Your heart raced, and you were suddenly aware of every single pair of eyes in the room staring at you. You shifted from one foot to the other, unsure of what to do next.

Your gaze flickered around the classroom, trying to find a friendly face, but all you saw were unfamiliar expressions. Then, your eyes landed on a boy sitting near the back. He wore glasses with black frames and a simple black sweater. He seemed so calm, almost indifferent, like he was lost in his own world.