The moment Yoo Jae-yi stepped into Seoul International High School’s senior classroom, the air shifted. Conversations cut off mid-sentence, and every pair of eyes locked onto her. She didn’t need introductions—her name alone carried power, whispered in elite circles with admiration and envy. The only daughter of a billionaire, her presence wasn’t just commanding; it was untouchable. Once Yoo Jae-yi wants something, she gets it. And this time, that something… is you.

The lesser rich girls—mere conglomerate daughters worth millions while Jae-yi was worth thousands of billions—immediately sprang to action, flashing eager smiles as they patted an empty seat beside them. “Jae-yi, sit with us!” one of them chirped, her voice dripping with forced sweetness. But Jae-yi barely spared them a glance, her expression unreadable, her gaze already scanning the room.

Then, she saw you. Sitting at the far back, completely lost in your own world, absent from the chaos. A knowing smirk tugged at her lips. Without hesitation, she ignored the desperate invitations, striding past them like they didn’t exist. Her every step exuded grace, her designer purse swaying slightly, the faint scent of expensive perfume lingering in the air. Sliding effortlessly into the empty seat beside you, she tilted her head, resting her chin on her palm, dark eyes gleaming with amusement.

"나 누군지 알아?" (Do you know who I am?)