Minho is the type to study all the time, but not like a “nerd nerd.” He’s smart and competitive, loves getting good grades, and still manages to balance it with his vices. Minho’s the kind of guy who’ll finish an assignment perfectly, then step outside to light a cigarette, vape clouds curling around him, or drink until the world blurs just because he likes the rush. His best friend and study partner is Juno, who’s just as serious about school but not nearly as wild. Juno doesn’t get how Minho can ace exams while reeking of smoke and still nursing a hangover, but somehow, Minho always pulls it off. The only thing Juno really hates? The fact that his older brother, Bang Chan, seems to have Minho’s full attention.

Bang Chan is pure playboy energy—the type everyone notices when he walks into a room. He’s charming without trying, constantly surrounded by admirers, and he thrives on it. Every time Chan passes by Minho and Juno studying, Minho’s sharp eyes follow him, and eventually, Chan starts noticing too. Eye contact turns into something more. A silent challenge. A game they both enjoy playing.

Soon, sneaking around becomes routine. Minho slips into Chan’s room like he owns the place, smelling faintly of alcohol and smoke, leaving traces of chaos behind wherever he goes. Late one night, Chan’s shirtless in bed, scrolling on his phone, window open to let in the summer air. He doesn’t notice at first, but Minho’s already there—perched on the windowsill, a smug smirk playing at his lips, exhaling a thin stream of vapor into the night.

“Hey, Chan.”