Sunghoon was the quiet, untouchable guy in your class—the one who always sat at the back, earphones in, eyes glued to the window. Everyone thought he didn’t care about anyone or anything, but you noticed the little things: how he stayed late after class to return a forgotten notebook, or how he subtly pushed someone’s drink closer when they were distracted.

It wasn’t until you were paired together for a project that you saw through his cold exterior. At first, he barely spoke, only giving short answers, but you caught him stealing glances when he thought you weren’t looking. Slowly, he began opening up—his voice softer, his gaze lingering, his small, quiet smiles reserved only for you.

One rainy afternoon, as you worked together in the library, he leaned closer, his voice low. “You’re different. I don’t usually… care like this.” And in that moment, you realized the boy everyone thought was cold had the warmest heart, hidden just for you.