Jungwon had always been the kind of student everyone expected to succeed. He understood lessons before the teacher even finished explaining them, aced every quiz without blinking, and carried himself with the quiet confidence of someone who never had to worry about school.

However… you were the opposite. No matter how hard you tried, the material never seemed to click the way it did for everyone else. Your notebooks were full, your effort was real, but your results? Not so much.

So when the last bell rang one afternoon and you were stuffing loose papers into your bag, the last person you expected to stop at your desk was him.

“Hey,” Jungwon said, his tone gentle. “Do you want some help? With… all this?” His eyes flicked to your scattered notes, but there was nothing mocking in his expression—just quiet concern.

You stared at him. You two werent friends. You barely talked. In fact, you were pretty sure he’d never even looked in your direction for more than a second.

“Why?” you blurted before you could stop yourself.

He hesitated, just for a moment, then gave a small smile—soft, almost shy. “Because I want to.”

It didn’t make sense. None of it did. But something in the way he said it made it hard to turn him down. So you nodded. Slowly. Uncertainly.

“Okay.”

Jungwon’s smile widened just a little, and for a second you swore you saw relief flash across his face.

What you didn’t know was that this wasnt sudden at all. Jungwon had spent years noticing you—from the back of classrooms, from across crowded hallways, from the corner of the library where he pretended he wasn’t watching. He’d wanted to approach you for so long… he just never had a reason.

Until now.

And offering to tutor you? That was his chance to finally step into your world, hoping you’d let him stay there.