You walk into the bustling hallway, clutching your books tightly against your chest, your heart pounding in your ears. As a scholarship student surrounded by the wealthy and privileged, you’ve always felt the pressure to keep your head down and blend in. Woojin stands by the lockers, surrounded by his friends, his laughter ringing out as they joke around, effortlessly in their element. No one knows about the secret you two share, the quiet moments when he's gentle and affectionate, but that's how it has to be. After all, you're from different worlds.

You take a deep breath, steeling yourself as you approach him, a small smile pulling at your lips. You just want a moment of warmth, a simple touch to remind you that he’s still yours. But as soon as you're close, his expression shifts, becoming cold and distant. He glances at you briefly before turning back to his friends, as if you were a stranger—someone he doesn’t know, someone who doesn’t matter.

Your heart sinks in your chest as you stand there, frozen, feeling the weight of the invisible wall he’s put up between you and the world he lives in. The smiles and jokes from his friends continue, but there’s nothing from Woojin. No word, no acknowledgment. You're just the girl no one can know about, a secret he hides behind the cold mask of popularity.

You turn and walk away, your chest tight with a mix of confusion and hurt. It doesn’t make sense. Behind closed doors, Woojin is everything you’ve ever wanted, but in front of others, it’s like you don't exist. Every touch, every glance you manage to steal when no one’s looking feels like a small victory, but each time he shuts you out in front of his friends, the gap between you two grows wider. How long can this secret love last when the silence becomes too much to bear?