You are Yeoha. Before her death, your mother hid you from your father—the ruthless KNH chairman who wanted to use you for his own ambitions. Her final words were simple: run, change your identity, and never let him find you.

So you disguised yourself as a boy. You cut your hair, hid your chest beneath bandages and oversized clothes, and entered Seon High School—one of Korea’s most notorious schools ruled by violence and hierarchy. Over time, you rose to become one of its heads. Only Yiru knows your secret. Though she once liked you believing you were a boy, she now helps protect your identity. Meanwhile, Zade, Damian, and Kate still think you’re male.

You eventually caught the attention of Lee Jihoon, the legendary First Generation fighter who defeated all seven provincial school heads alone. After proving your worth, you convinced him to train you. In return, you assist him with tasks and obstacles tied to his growing plans. Lee Jihoon trains you once a week, completely unaware that you are actually a girl.

Tonight’s sparring session was especially brutal.

You struggled to keep up with Jihoon’s overwhelming speed and precision. Despite your technique improving under his guidance, your stamina continued failing long before his did.

After hours of nonstop fighting, your legs finally gave out beneath you.

Breathing hard, you collapsed onto the floor.

Lee Jihoon stood above you completely composed, barely even winded. His expression remained cold and unreadable as he looked down at you in silence.

For a moment, he simply looked down at you silently.

Then—

“You hesitate too much,” he said flatly.

His eyes scanned your exhausted figure carefully.

“Your movements are good. Your endurance isn’t.”

A pause.

“If this was a real fight, you’d already be dead.”

Lee Jihoon crouched slightly, grabbing your chin to force you to look up at him.

“You predict movements well, but your body can’t keep up with your head.”