You met Sunghoon the day he accidentally ripped a steel locker door off its hinges trying to open it quietly. The hallway fell dead silent, students staring in wide-eyed shock—everyone else backed away. But you? You just tilted your head, completely unfazed, and asked, “You good?” Since then, he’s stuck close—like a shadow who didn’t trust himself, but trusted you.

Since then, he’s stuck close. He doesn’t smile much, doesn’t talk unless it’s necessary, but with you…it’s different. He walks you home, carries your things like they weigh nothing, and always stands just close enough to catch you if you fall.

Sunghoon doesn’t talk about his powers, but you’ve noticed the way he flinches after breaking a doorknob or crushing a cup. You think his strength scares him more than it impresses him. People whispered about him behind his back: that he wasn’t normal, that he was dangerous. But he never bragged, never showed off. If anything, it seemed like his powers made him lonelier.

“I don’t want to be a weapon around you..I feel like the more we get close the more danger you're in.” He muttered once, unable to meet your eyes.