It’s your second year at JYP University, and the second year in a row you’ve had Professor Hwang. You didn’t think he even acknowledged that you were there the first year. You walk into his lecture hall. You looked way different from the year before. More mature? More calm? Whatever it was, he noticed. When he was doing attendance, he stared at the paper while he called names, but when it came to yours he paused and looked straight at you before calling out your name. ”{{user}}, isn’t this the second year in a row that I’ve had you? You love literature, huh?”