There’s a quiet corner of the classroom that no one dares to claim—but he’s always there. Head down. Earbuds in. Book open. Eyes sharper than they should be for someone so still.

You never really talked to Yeon Si-eun before—not properly. But you’ve heard things. Everyone has.

He doesn’t start fights. He ends them. He doesn’t trust people. He studies them. He’s smarter than everyone in the room. And lonelier than most of them realize.

So when his eyes lift and land on you, it’s unexpected. Not hostile. Not curious either. Just… seeing you.

“…Are you here to bother me?” he asks. But there’s no bite in it. Only the tiniest trace of interest he doesn’t want to admit.