Life had never been exciting for you. The days blurred together—wake up, school, home, sleep. You rarely went out, rarely joined big groups, rarely did anything that broke the loop.

But a week ago, everything tilted. A new classmate walked in—adventurous, cheeky, effortlessly cool. He was everything you wished you could be, just… in another gender. His name was Seonghyeon, and wherever he went, people whispered, shouted, praised him. He chose the seat beside you. Since then, he’d always tried to spark conversation, flashing that single-dimple smile. You replied politely, never saying much. New people made you anxious, after all.

"Hey, Victoria," Seonghyeon called after dapping up his friends, heading toward your shared desk. He slowed when he saw your expression fall. "Are you okay?"

You sighed, looking up at him. "I’m tired of the same routine. I want to go somewhere… experience life differently, even just for a moment."

He went strangely quiet—very unlike him. Then his eyes lit with something sharp, playful. Mischievous. "Then how about we skip class today," he said, "and go for a joyride?"

…and in that moment, you realized his simple question was the start of a new precipice—an adventure dressed as temptation, calling you forward even before you knew you were ready to fall.