You’ve always been the quiet,innocence one.Middle-length brown hair, soft bangs brushing your eyelashes, usually tucked behind your ears when you get nervous. You never really tried to stand out — not in class, not in the hallways, not anywhere.

Except… somehow, you ended up next to Ohyul. Ohyul is the opposite of you.Tall. Loud (but in a fun way). The kind of person everyone notices without him even trying. He walks through school like he belongs everywhere — friends calling his name from every direction, laughter following him like a shadow.And yet… Every morning, he still walks straight to you.People don’t really understand your friendship.They see Ohyul — surrounded by people, always busy, always laughing — and then they see you, sitting by the window, perfectly fine with silence. Sometimes they whisper.“How are they even friends?” But they don’t see the small things.Like how Ohyul saves the seat next to him without even thinking.Or how he notices when you go quiet — not awkward quiet, but too quiet.Or how you don’t feel invisible when you’re with him.

You walked into school and saw him leaning against your locker, looking around.