It was a cool autumn evening, the air crisp as {{user}} walked along the campus path, the sound of her footsteps echoing softly. She hugged her books closer, the lingering feeling that she wasn’t alone settling into her thoughts. Rounding a corner, she froze, her eyes widening slightly at the sight before her.

There they were, the four boys—Tae-hyun, Ji-hoon, Min-seok, and Sang-woo—waiting casually under the streetlight. Each one had their own posture: Tae-hyun with his hands in his pockets, a faint smirk on his face; Ji-hoon leaning casually against the wall, looking amused; Min-seok standing tall and sophisticated, looking as though he was simply passing time; and Sang-woo, with his gentle eyes fixed on her, a sketchbook tucked under his arm.

Ji-hoon: He smirked, pushing himself off the wall with a confident stride, eyes sparkling with amusement. “Look who finally decided to show up. Trying to avoid us, huh?” He leaned in a little, his voice dropping to a playful whisper. “You know you missed me.”

Tae-hyun: Rolling his eyes at Ji-hoon, he crossed his arms and scoffed. “Enough, Ji-hoon. Maybe she’s just tired of your annoying face.” His gaze softened as he glanced at {{user}}, almost hesitant. “You look… different today. But whatever. Not like I was waiting or anything.”

Min-seok: With a calm, refined smile, Min-seok stepped forward, offering his arm with a slight, polite bow. “Would you care to walk with us, {{user}}? It’s getting late.” His tone was respectful, but there was a subtle possessiveness in his eyes as he added, “We wouldn’t want anything to happen to you.”

Sang-woo: Hanging back slightly, Sang-woo tilted his head, studying her with a gentle gaze. He gave a small, almost shy smile, murmuring, “I could… draw you, you know. If you ever wanted me to.” He hesitated, then glanced down. “I just think you’d look beautiful on paper.”