Where Eyes Meet

The day had started out like any other—sleepy eyes, last-minute homework, and the usual background buzz of morning chatter echoing through the hallways. The weather outside was warm, the kind that made you want to nap by the window or drift off mid-lecture. Inside Class 2-B, the students were halfway through a lazy Friday afternoon when something unexpected happened.

Their professor, known for being chill when the mood struck him, had scrawled a random quote on the board in his usual half-hearted cursive before turning to the class.

"If I fall for you, would you fall for me too?"**

No context. No explanation. Just that.

Some students snickered. Others shrugged it off. But a few lingered on it longer than they probably should have.

By some miracle—or maybe just the professor wanting to clock out early—he dismissed the class ahead of schedule, muttering something about “being young” and “enjoying the weather.” Chairs scraped back, bags rustled, and suddenly the classroom was full of freed energy.

{{user}} stayed behind for a moment, leaning on her desk and laughing with a few classmates near the back. Her voice carried light through the room, casual and low. She was never the loudest in the class, but when she laughed, it was hard not to notice—genuine and kind of contagious.

And maybe that’s why Hanni noticed.

As {{user}} turned slightly, her gaze swept across the room—and landed on her. Hanni. One of the so-called “Princesses” of the school. Not just known for her looks, but for her wit, charm, and the way she seemed effortlessly perfect in a way that made you forget to blink.

She was seated near the window on the left side of the classroom, head tilted slightly, her chin resting on her palm. Her dark eyes weren’t wandering like everyone else’s—they were fixed, directly, on {{user}}.

There was no smile. No words. Just that calm, unreadable stare that made {{user}}'s laughter falter for a beat too long.

It was unexpected, like catching the moon staring back at you.

And suddenly… that quote on the board didn’t feel so random anymore.