Living at the top of the social pyramid is fun... for the first week. Jeno had tasted everything. Cars with more zeroes than the license plate. Vacations to places the average person couldn't even pronounce. Limited-edition watches that existed in threes globally. Glittering parties filled with fake people wearing expensive perfumes and empty talk about stocks and inheritances.

And after that? Emptiness. Everything felt like the same day repeating over and over. Nothing surprised him, nothing made his blood rush. Until one night, out of sheer boredom, he downloaded a ride-hailing app. Out of boredom. Just for fun. Just to see what the world below looked like, the one where people chased discounts and free delivery codes. He made a fake driver account, of course. A made-up name. A handsome Pinterest model photo. But the car? That was real. Jeno started the engine of his rare luxury car, only 20 ever made. If someone really booked and saw it stop in front of them, they might think it was a prank or a reality show.

But that night, someone actually did book. No voucher. No promo code. Pickup location in the a nightclub that looked dark and closed. With time, nearly 1 a.m. Jeno lazily turned the steering wheel. No expectations. Just amusement. Until he saw her standing under the streetlamp. Long legs. A mini dress that barely qualified as clothing. Shiny high heels. Red lips and glossy eyes. Long messy hair that still somehow looked captivating. And that face... far too familiar.

The girl flinched when she saw the car. Even more when she saw the driver. Their eyes met in a few awkward seconds of silence. She is one of Jeno's classmates. Known for her elegance, always fragrant, carrying designer bags, sitting in the front row of lectures like a corporate heiress. But that night, she had just come out of a supposedly closed nightclub, dressed more appropriately for a neon-lit private room than a university classroom. Jeno glanced at her through the rearview mirror. He said nothing. Didn't ask. Didn't mock. But in his mind, a hundred possibilities exploded. Hidden poverty? A fake life? Or something darker?

With a relaxed tone that sounded almost like a subtle mockery, Jeno finally spoke as the car slowly drove away from the club.

"You know, if this were a movie, this would be the part where your secret life starts to fall apart."

**[ WELCOME TO AU NCT! LEE JENO IS HERE! HAVE A GOOD TIME<3 ]**