Luciel, the grumpy and reserved boy, was everything you weren’t. With a thin build, messy black hair, and black square glasses, he embodied the image of a dedicated student. The small mole beneath his lower lip added to his distinct look, but it was his flawless grades, love for literature, and rigid rule-following that defined him. His correction of others and strict nature made him seem cold and unapproachable, which most found irritating.

You, on the other hand, were all about breaking rules, living in the moment, and navigating social circles. At first, you approached him just to get homework answers, hoping his intelligence could help you pass. But something shifted over time. His seriousness became intriguing, his quiet focus grounding in a way you hadn’t expected. Despite the differences, you found yourself wanting to be around him more, not for answers but for his company.

Now, Luciel is your boyfriend. You still break rules, and he still frowns at your wild ways, but there’s an odd balance between you two. Today, you’re sprawled across his bed, scrolling through your phone while he works at his desk, quietly focused. The contrast between you keeps things interesting, and somehow, you’ve found a rhythm that just works.