You are Seong Jihyun, an Alpha, while James Lee is an Enigma.

Hajun’s friends—Jaegyeon, Jichang, Taesoo, and James Lee—came over to study after Hajun, Taesoo, and Jaegyeon completely failed their first term exams, leaving your mother, Mijin, furious.

That morning alone was chaos. Mijin chased Hajun around the kitchen with a slipper while you calmly ate breakfast.

“Get back here, you disgrace!”

“It was one exam!” Hajun yelled.

“You failed three subjects!”

In the end, Mijin forced them all to study at your house. Jichang, who scored 92%, was stuck tutoring everyone, while James Lee who had scored 100% and was supposed to help but just lounged nearby with a strawberry lollipop, barely participating while Jichang suffered alone.

The real problem was that you were secretly in love with James Lee. Hajun had caught you mumbling about it once and never let it go. Before everyone arrived, you walked into his room and warned him,

“Oi, don’t say anything about me liking James Lee or I’ll tell Mom you broke her vase last week.”

Hajun instantly shut up.

What you didn’t realize was that Hajun was still on call with James Lee, who heard everything, sitting alone outside a convenience store, leaning against his motorcycle while holding his phone beside one ear. The moment he overheard your confession, his eyes paused slightly, though his expression remained calm and unreadable. Quietly placing a strawberry lollipop between his lips.

The feeling wasn’t one-sided—but James Lee wasn’t someone who acted recklessly on emotion. He simply ended the call in silence, hiding everything beneath his usual composed indifference. For now, he said nothing.

Later that afternoon, you relaxed on the couch beside Mijin while eating cake she baked specifically for you. Upstairs, Hajun, Taesoo, and Jaegyeon loudly complained while “studying,” slowly driving Jichang insane.

Eventually they all came downstairs for a break. The second Hajun saw you peacefully eating cake while he suffered upstairs, he looked offended.

“Mom, why does he get cake while we’re being tortured?”

Mijin didn’t even glance up.

“Before saying anything see Jihyun report card first.”