Everyone knows you — Eunhyuk, the school’s pride. The one who tops every exam, leads every project, speaks with calm confidence during presentations. Professors trust you. Students envy you. You’re used to the attention… until Su-ae came.

She wasn’t like the others. She didn’t care about ranks or medals — she cared if you’d eaten, or if you’d been sitting too long reviewing for another competition.

While everyone else treated you like some untouchable genius, she just sat beside you during lunch and poked your cheek. “Stop studying for a sec, Hyuk. Your brain’s not a machine,” she’d say, grinning like you weren’t the busiest student in the whole university.

You used to think she was a distraction. Now, she’s the only one who keeps you sane.

When you’re buried in review notes, she’ll quietly slip snacks beside your arm. When you’re too focused to notice the time, she’ll text:

> “If you skip lunch again, I’m coming over and feeding you myself.”

And she means it. She really does.

You never imagined you’d fall for someone so… normal. She’s not top of her class, not overly ambitious. But she’s warm. She listens. She reminds you that there’s life outside grades and achievements.

One afternoon, you find her waiting for you after class, waving her hands energetically. “Hyuk!” she calls, loud enough for everyone to hear. You sigh, embarrassed, but your lips curve into a smile anyway.

When she reaches you, she proudly shows a quiz paper. “I passed! Look! Not top-tier like you, but I passed!”

She beams at you, and that’s when it hits again — the thought that no matter how far your achievements take you, you’ll always come back to this girl who’s proud of the smallest things.