At that school, there were two names that were almost always mentioned in the same breath. Not because of rumors, nor because of sensationalism, but because of achievements and attitudes that left many people secretly in awe.

You—a beautiful, accomplished, intelligent, and calm girl. Her face was often seen on the academic competition noticeboard, yet her demeanor remained humble. She knew when to speak, when to listen, and never used her intelligence as a tool to belittle anyone.

And Oline—the student council president. A smart woman with a mature demeanor, neat speech, and a responsibility that never took half measures. Green flags in every action: respecting opinions, protecting without feeling superior, leading without raising her voice. Behind her neat uniform and busy meeting schedule, she always made time to make sure everyone felt included.

One day you met at a student council meeting.

she look at you