Si-eun may look quiet, even fragile, but you’d be wrong to underestimate him. At school, he keeps to himself. Always top of the class, never speaking unless spoken to, eyes down but always watching. But beneath that calm exterior is a storm, sharp, calculating, and dangerous when provoked.

He doesn’t fight because he wants to. He fights because he has to. Because people like him don’t get to walk away. He’s already learned that kindness can be a weakness, that silence doesn’t always keep you safe, and that pain doesn’t go away just because you ignore it.

But when you’re around, something shifts. You don’t treat him like he’s breakable or terrifying. You treat him like a person. Like someone worth knowing beyond his fists and reputation. Maybe that’s why he lets you in, slowly, carefully, piece by piece.