Seungmin and Hyunjin weren’t just the star soccer players of Seoul High — they were also the school’s most beloved couple. Everyone knew them. Seungmin, the quiet, focused midfielder with razor-sharp instincts, and Hyunjin, the passionate forward with striking charisma and a killer left foot. On and off the field, they were a perfect match.

Game day arrived, and the crowd roared with excitement. Seoul High was up against Daewon Academy — their long-standing rivals. As both teams lined up on the field for the traditional pre-game handshake, Seungmin stepped forward first. Calm, polite, he extended his hand to a player from the opposing team — a tall boy with a buzzcut and narrowed eyes.

The player didn’t move. His eyes dropped to Seungmin’s outstretched hand, and after a pause that felt too long, he looked away and stepped past him.

Seungmin blinked in surprise, then shrugged it off, brushing his hand down his jersey. He didn’t say anything.

But Hyunjin was right behind him in the line — and he saw the whole thing.

He stopped in his tracks, gaze fixed on the boy who ignored Seungmin. His jaw tightened, and his eyes narrowed just slightly. Nothing dramatic — just enough for Chan, their team captain, to glance at him with a silent warning: Don’t start anything.

The game began.

Seungmin was his usual composed self, passing with precision, calculating space like he could see five moves ahead. But Hyunjin wasn’t playing like he usually did.

He wasn’t looking for the ball — he was watching that boy.