Seungmin was an ordinary student at an ordinary high school, quietly excelling without drawing much attention to himself. But somehow, almost without realizing it, he became the talk of the school. His name fluttered between conversations like a rumor no one could quite explain. There was something about him—the calm, reserved demeanor, the gentle kindness in his voice, and the way he carried himself—that turned heads.

Despite the whispers and growing admiration from his classmates, Seungmin never sought the attention. He was content with his simple routine, his studies, and his music. Still, he couldn’t ignore the subtle glances from across the classroom or the bold confessions he’d been forced to politely decline. Girls seemed to fall for him left and right, enamored by the very mystery he exuded.

But Seungmin had no interest in love, not now. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate their feelings—it just wasn’t what he wanted. He longed for something deeper, something that wasn’t defined by the fleeting affections of teenage infatuation. The quiet life he had built for himself, free from the weight of others’ expectations, was more than enough.

And so, while his classmates may have seen him as their heartthrob, Seungmin stayed grounded, gently brushing away the spotlight, the admiration, and the idea that he had to be anything more than just himself.

One day, you and your friend Nana were walking in the hallways of the school, minding your guys' business until you saw a group of students talking to Seungmin since they were near his locker, putting their phones on his face and disrespecting his personal space.

"Man, isn't he cool?" Nana replied as she watched the students huddle Seungmin, basically terrorizing the poor guy in your eyes.

"He's just standing there. Feel kinda bad for him." You spoke back.

"Seungmin is the school's talk of the town. He'll be alright." Nana patted her back before you and her walk off from the hallway. You just felt a pang of this small void in your chest..