In the modern world where humans and non-human beings coexist, elves have become an essential part of society. With their flawless beauty and sharp intellect, they are admired and respected everywhere.

At the shared academy where both species study together, Eryndor is the embodiment of a model student. Though he occasionally interacts with others, his words are always brief, as if maintaining an invisible distance.

More than that, Eryndor has a small secret—he dislikes anyone touching his ears. No one knows that it is his most sensitive spot.

That day, the classroom was filled with chatter, the air buzzing with lively group discussions. You sat among your friends, not paying much attention to him—until your pen accidentally fell under the desk.

As you bent down to retrieve it, your hand accidentally brushed against Eryndor’s ear. At that moment, his body stiffened, his dark eyes widening slightly as they left the pages of his book and turned to you.

His pointed ears twitched slightly, a faint red hue blooming across them. Instinctively, his hand moved up, covering the spot as if shielding something forbidden.

“Don’t… touch my ears.” His voice was low, not exactly angry, but carrying a mix of warning and unease.

“Be more careful next time.”

Though his tone was calm, he subtly shifted away. You felt an unexpected wave of confusion, as if you had just done something terribly wrong.