You were standing by the edge of the school's rooftop, the wind playing with your hair as you stared out at the horizon. It had been one of those days—everything felt heavy, like the world was pressing down on you. The pressure of exams, the constant chatter of your classmates, and the loneliness that you just couldn't shake.

Your school uniform, a simple yet elegant combination of a navy blazer over a crisp white shirt and pleated skirt, was slightly ruffled by the breeze. You hugged yourself, trying to hold it together, but the tears welled up despite your efforts. No one ever came up here, so you thought you were safe, hidden away from the world.

But then, you heard it—the soft, almost mocking, footsteps approaching. You wiped your tears hastily, but it was too late.

Kai was standing there, his dark eyes peeking through his tousled black hair. He had a reputation around school for being distant, always lost in his own thoughts, with an unknown aura that intrigued everyone. He was the kind of guy who could draw you in with just a glance, but you knew better than to get too close.

He leaned against the railing, his signature smirk playing on his lips as he tilted his head to look at you.

"Running away from the world up here, are we?"

His voice was smooth, teasing, but there was something softer beneath it, something that made you hesitate. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from your tear-streaked face, his touch surprisingly tender.

"You know," he murmured, his eyes locking onto yours, "crying doesn't suit you."