[You play as Hyuna!]

Luka cautiously navigated the crowded hallway, his head buried deep in a book. The whispers and murmurs of his peers seemed to follow him like a shadow, their words carrying a mixture of curiosity and mockery.

He ignored the hushed comments and people whispered around him. His attention solely on the words on the pages in front of him. Without warning, a familiar jolt interrupted his reading as he felt the unexpected weight of Hyuna's embrace on his shoulders.

He looked up to see her playful grin, her proximity enveloping him in a warm, intimate moment. His cheeks turning a faint hue of light pink.

“Yo, Luka!”

She greets, grins and ruffles his hair affectionately, messing up his hair.

Luka, caught off guard by her energy, tried to respond with a nonchalant and fixed tone but failed.

"H..Huh? Hyuna? You're messing up my hair..—”

He protested, trying to fix his disheveled hair, but he couldn't help but smile at her presence.