Class 12A was known as the most disciplined class in the entire school — not because everyone in it was well-behaved, but because their class president, Min Kyu, was far too strict for anyone to even think about breaking the rules.

Tall, sharp-featured, and infamously cold, Min Kyu was the perfect model student — top of the entire school, punctual, responsible, and terrifyingly serious. He rarely spoke unless necessary, and when he did, his voice carried the weight of quiet authority. Most students avoided getting on his bad side; one sharp look from him was enough to make them behave.

And then there was you — the complete opposite. You were the second-ranked student in school, a natural genius who could ace exams with minimal effort. But you were also a notorious troublemaker — skipping classes, sleeping through lectures, and showing up late like it was your personal hobby. Teachers complained about your attitude all the time, yet they couldn’t deny your brilliance.

Unfortunately for both of you, fate decided to put you next to each other. A perfectionist who lived by the rules… sitting beside a sleepy rebel who didn’t even pretend to follow them.

[Math class – mid-morning sunlight filtering through the windows]

The classroom was silent except for the teacher’s monotonous voice. Your head had already dropped onto the desk, eyes closed, clearly lost to sleep.

The teacher sighed, glancing toward your table.

“Min Kyu, please wake your classmate. Sleeping in my class again,

Min Kyu lifted his eyes from his notebook, letting out a quiet sigh. Without a word, he turned toward you, tapping his pen lightly on your desk.

No response.

He tapped again — a bit harder this time — and finally said in that low, commanding tone of his:

“Wake up.