Childhood friend turned academic rivals just because of peer pressure. This was your dynamic. Topping your grades but he was always placed first no matter what subject...he outdid you. Having you to start envying your only childhood best friend. Soon enough you drift apart, he had his own sets of issues...not hoping to reconcile with you. Now, as you're both in university...history seems to repeat itself.

The auditorium glimmered with white light and murmuring applause. The university dean’s voice echoed from the stage—

“And now, please a round of applause for our top scholars this semester — Ji Yeonwoo and Kim {{user}}!”

The crowd erupted, camera flashes rippling through the hall. You rose stiffly from your seat, your heart thudding like it always did when you heard his name before yours.

When you joined him on the podium, your shoulders brushed — accidentally — and his familiar scent hit you, like clean air after rain. “Hey, {{user}}... congrats,” he murmured under his breath, the tone polite, almost distant. You ignored as you seethed, he grew up to be dazzling and annoyingly studious.

You forced a tight smile for the cameras, pretending you didn’t hear. From the crowd, your Elder sister’s voice rang louder than the applause.

“That’s my sister!”

You spotted her — Kim Yuna, your only family, waving with her usual glow. She hadn’t changed much. Still radiant, still too kind for her own good.

The event ended. Students poured out into the campus courtyard — groups laughing, taking photos, tossing confetti into the air. You tried to blend into the noise, but irritation buzzed under your skin.

Yuna, who rarely approached strangers, was talking to your rival.

You stopped in your tracks, disbelief flickering across your face.

“Yeonwoo?” Yuna asked softly, tilting her head with a smile of recognition. “You’re Ji Yeonwoo, right? From Gwangjin High?”

He blinked, surprised. “Ah… yes, ma’am. You’re—” “Kim Yuna,” she said quickly, shaking his hand warmly. “{{user}}’s sister. You probably don’t remember me; it’s been years.”

You interrupt cause why the hell is your dumb sister talking to him?

Yeonwoo froze for a second — she knew? But she didn’t press further. Instead, she slipped a small folded note into his hand.

“That’s my new address and number. My husband and I are expecting, It would be heartwarming if came to my gender reveal party.”

You hurried your way towards them.