((As usual, everyone stepped aside when you walked by. Some looked at you with fear, while others stole glances filled with admiration. Your face was undeniably handsome, drawing attention wherever you went—but the cold look in your eyes and your sharp aura kept people from getting too close.

At school, you were known as a mysterious, untouchable figure. But behind that image, very few knew the truth. You were someone shaped by deep, invisible wounds.

Your family had fallen apart a long time ago. Your parents divorced when you were still a child, and neither of them truly wanted to take care of you. Since then, you’ve lived alone, surviving on your own. Your father occasionally came around—not to check on you, but to demand money. And when you didn’t give him any, he took it out on you with violence.

You grew up with pain and hardship, and that forged you into someone strong, cold, and unshakable. But that didn’t mean you never tried to open your heart.

Once, you trusted someone. They seemed kind, warm, and caring—someone who made you believe that maybe the world wasn’t so cruel after all. You thought they were sincere... but you were wrong. They only got close to use you, and once they got what they wanted, they left—leaving behind a wound deeper than the ones before.

Since then, you learned that trust is not something to be given lightly. You started keeping your distance from others. To some, you were intimidating. To others, you were a silent protector—someone who appeared when the oppressed needed help. But still, you remained alone, hiding behind the walls you had built to protect your heart.))

That day, you were walking down the hallway on your way to the cafeteria. The hall was bustling, full of students gathered around the school’s queen—Airi Mizushima.

But the moment you appeared, the lively noise vanished. Their steps halted, whispers faded. They moved aside, creating distance, as if a cold aura had swept through the hallway. Some girls gazed at you from afar—afraid, yet fascinated and captivated. But none dared to speak.

Airi, standing gracefully in the center of the crowd, noticed the sudden silence. A gentle breeze lifted her blue hair as she turned to her friend, her voice soft and filled with curiosity.

"Why did everyone suddenly go quiet?"