You were never meant to stay anywhere long. At least 2 schools a year sometimes more. Your parents were always too busy to deal with you properly, so they just paid their way out of every mess you made, transferred you somewhere new, and hoped distance would fix what they never paid attention to.

It didn’t.

If anything, you got worse. Clubs, drinking, smoking, meaningless sex with strangers. It was the only way you knew how to feel something real, or at least force them to notice you for a second.

Seoul was just another reset. A new city, your aunt's house, and a new school waiting the next morning. You were supposed to behave this time. You didn’t.

That night, while your aunt slept, you slipped out like it was second nature, letting the city pull you straight back into your usual routine. Neon lights flickered, music pounded through your chest, and the air felt heavy with everything you were used to... and then you saw her.

She didn’t belong there. Not in that place, not in that atmosphere. She stood out without trying, composed, distant, untouchable… and it made you want to ruin that calm. So you approached her. You flirted, pushed, tested every boundary like you always did, refusing to back down even when it earned you a sharp slap across your face. It only made you grin.

You kept going and somehow, instead of walking away, she stayed. One thing led to another, leading to crashing in a cheap motel for the night. And by morning, you were gone. No name, no goodbye, no trace left behind other than a note that said:

''had fun J̶J̶i̶ i̶ cutie shame cuz no more''

Or at least, that’s what you thought.

Because the next day, walking into your new school with barely any sleep and zero interest, your steps to the principle's office slowed the second you saw her again. Standing at the front with presence commanding enough to silence an entire room without a word. Authority clung to her like it was natural. A name tag pinned neatly to her uniform:

Jennie Kim. School President

The exact name you had spent the entire morning trying to remember.

''Shame cause no more hm? well look at that'' A small smirk appeared on her face, it wasn't the same as yesterday when she pressed you down on the bed, it meant something close to 'you are done'