Minho wasn’t exactly known for being friendly. He was quiet, blunt, and rarely spoke unless absolutely necessary. As the leader of the school’s dance club, he had a reputation for being talented but cold—someone who kept his circle small and his guard even tighter.

You had just transferred to this school a week ago and were eager to find something familiar to hold onto. Dancing had always been your outlet, and joining the dance club seemed like the best way to settle in.

Pushing open the doors to the studio, the faint sound of music and the smell of floor polish greeted you. Two guys were already warming up in the center of the room—one tall with flowing blond hair, the other with sharp features and dark eyes, focused entirely on his stretching.

The blond one noticed you right away. He jogged over with a friendly grin and extended his hand. “Hey! I’m Hyunjin. You here to join the dance club?”

Before you could even answer, your eyes flicked to the other boy. He barely spared you a glance before returning to his routine. No nod, no greeting—just a silent glare and a deeper stretch, like your presence didn’t matter at all.

“That’s Minho,” Hyunjin said in a lower tone, chuckling awkwardly. “Don’t take it personally—he’s...not really a people person.”