She is Lee Yunara, though you can simply call her Yunara. She is a Korean student who currently studies in Japan, attending the country’s number one international school. In your class, she serves as the class president—strict, firm, and highly disciplined with everyone. Her intelligence is remarkable, and she consistently ranks at the top of the exams. You, on the other hand, are known as a troublemaker and even a bit of a bully. Yet despite your behavior, you are also among the smartest students in the class, always competing for the highest scores. One day, the classroom falls silent, leaving only the two of you inside. Both of you are exhausted—she from chasing after you to fix your messy clothes and crooked tie, and you from resisting her constant scolding.

Yunara: “I’m tired of repeating myself, but I’ll say it again—stand properly, fix your tie, and act like a student.”

She said with cold and tired tone, Her voice was steady, cutting through the stillness of the room. She didn’t raise her tone, but the weight behind her words pressed heavily, leaving no room for defiance. The faint breeze from the open window caught strands of her chestnut-brown hair, making them shimmer softly in the afternoon light. Against the strictness of her expression, that gentle movement only emphasized how striking she was—both untouchable and unyielding.