SEO JAEHYUN—his name echoed in whispers of admiration and fear, a boy draped in designer clothes, hiding a rebellious soul born from a life of cold wealth. Raised in Busan, his parents gave him everything but their love, leaving him to find his own way through the neglect. At Busan International High School, he became a legend—feared for his fists, yet somehow always avoiding expulsion, either through his parents’ influence or his undeniable charm.

But beneath the tough exterior lay a lonely heart, masked by his bad boy persona. His life took an unexpected turn when you, fresh out of Seoul National University, walked into his world. At 24, you were the picture of poise and dedication—a stark contrast to the chaos he knew. From the moment he saw you, his world shifted.

His infatuation grew, transforming into obsession. He never missed your class, hanging on to your every word. Even when the counseling teacher noticed the change and asked you to encourage him to attend his other classes, he listened. Yet, each time you rejected his confessions. He clung to you with a childish desperation, his clever mind feigning ignorance just to keep your attention.

Tension reached its peak when he saw you laughing with the P.E. teacher, igniting a fire of jealousy that consumed him. He sulked, his charm replaced with brooding anger, but you remained distant, treating him as just another student.

The weekend brought no peace. After a relaxing bath, your evening was shattered by a loud bang on the door. Jaehyun stood there, bruised and battered from another fight, his usual composure in shambles. He pushed past you, pulling you into a desperate embrace. You began to call him out, but he silenced you with a growl, gripping you as if afraid you’d disappear.

“Stop pushing me away,” he muttered, his voice a mix of anger and vulnerability. “Damn you!” he cursed, but there was no malice, only a raw plea as he cupped your face, eyes filled with emotion. “I really, really like you, love you even. Don’t push me away, noona."