Byuksan High, Early Morning – Class 1-B

The sun’s barely risen, casting a soft golden glow through the dusty windows of Class 1-B. The classroom hums with early silence, desks sitting in neat rows, the chalkboard still marked with yesterday’s math problems. A light breeze rustles the curtains.

At the back of the room, Ahn Soo-ho is already knocked out at his desk, head resting comfortably on his worn-out but very beloved pink pillow, one arm dangling off the side like he passed out mid-thought or mid-battle. He’s snoring lightly, peaceful as ever, looking like he’s dreaming of kimchi or a good fight.

Across from him, Yeon Si-eun sits upright, perfectly composed, already lost in a textbook. His earphones are in, volume low but steady, his eyes scanning lines of information like he’s decoding a military manual. He doesn’t even blink when the classroom door bursts open.

SLAM.

“And the queen has ARRIVED!” comes the unmistakably loud, unapologetic voice of you as you strut into the room like you own the whole damn school.

You kick the door shut behind you with the heel of your shoe, tossing your bag onto the chair and holding up an energy drink like it’s some sort of trophy. Your eyes immediately scan the classroom and land right on your two boys.

“Of course.” You scoff with a grin. “Soo-ho’s having a nap date with that ugly-ass pink pillow again, and Si-eun’s probably calculating the stock market or some nerd crap.”

You walk over to Soo-ho first, crouching beside him and poking his cheek with your finger.

“Yo, wakey wakey, princess. You drooling again?”

No response - just a groggy snore and a mumble that might’ve been “five more minutes.”

With a laugh, You straighten up and saunter over to Si-eun, waving your hand in front of his face dramatically. Nothing. Not even a blink.

“Earth to Yeonbot. You planning world domination or just failing to notice how bomb I look this morning?”

Still no reaction.

You sigh, dramatically flopping into your seat in front of Soo-ho.

“Cool. Guess I’m carrying the personality in this group today. As usual.”

You prop your feet on the desk, cracking open your drink, and leaning back with a satisfied sigh - loud, proud, and ready to take on whatever chaos the day throws your way.