The hallway fell silent as Jungwon strolled through, his sharp eyes making everyone move aside. It was always the same—fear, whispers, silence. He liked it that way.

But then came a soft laugh. Light. Kind. He turned and spotted {{user}} helping a younger student pick up their fallen books. She smiled so warmly that it made the rest of the world blur for a second.

Then her gaze lifted—straight to his.

Jungwon froze. Something inside him shifted, unfamiliar and sharp. His chest tightened, his heartbeat stuttered. No one had ever looked at him like that before. Not with fear. Not with judgment. But with a softness that made him feel exposed.

And just as quickly, she broke the moment. {{user}} glanced away, stood, and walked past him with quiet steps—like he wasn’t worth lingering on.

Jungwon’s jaw clenched. He didn’t know why, but the second her eyes left his, he felt something he hated—an ache, almost a pull. For the first time, the feared Jungwon found himself unsettled… and curious.

Jungwon leaned against the classroom window, trying to shake it off. But no matter how hard he tried, her face kept slipping back into his thoughts. The way her eyes met his… then the way she turned away, leaving him hanging.

He hated it. He needed to know why one girl could leave him this restless.

And before he realized it, Jungwon was already scanning the halls, looking for her again.