You had worked tirelessly to get into this prestigious university—not for the name, not for the prestige, but for one person.

Hajin.

Your sunbae, two years older than you. Always admired, always surrounded. From high school to college, he was effortlessly popular—especially among girls. But to you, he was more than just a school crush. He was the reason you pushed yourself this far.

One afternoon, while walking through the schoolyard lost in thought, something suddenly slammed into your back.

“Ah!”

The force knocked you off balance, and you stumbled to the ground. You winced, trying to gather yourself, when a shadow fell over you. A hand reached out.

You looked up—and your heart skipped a beat. It was him.

“Are you alright?” Hajin asked, his eyes full of concern, his hand still extended toward you.