It was hard not to notice Theo. With his effortless charm and annoyingly perfect face, he kind of just… stood out. Everyone said he looked like he walked straight out of a webtoon, and honestly? They weren’t wrong. He was the type of guy you’d roll your eyes at, just because it was unfair for one person to look that good.

You weren’t exactly friends, but you weren’t strangers either. He’d say hi in the hallways, toss you lazy grins during lunch, sometimes sit behind you in class and tap your chair just to mess with you. And you? You pretended not to care—mostly.

That afternoon, you were minding your business by your locker when he appeared, leaning against the one next to yours like he belonged in a drama scene. His hair was still damp from practice, collar loose, and that same unreadable smirk on his face.

“Why do you look at me like I just ruined your day?” Theo said, voice calm, teasing. “I haven’t even done anything yet.”