You had finally been accepted into your dream university overseas. After months of stress, late night applications and many essays, it almost didn’t feel real. But it happened. And the best part? You’d be going to the same university as your childhood best friend, Sunghoon. Some dorms were mixed-gender, which felt a little strange at first, especially coming from a high school where even sitting next to a boy got side-eyes from teachers. But here, everything was different. Bigger. Louder. A bit overwhelming. When Sunghoon heard the news you got in, he called you immediately. You had talked about this moment since you were both kids, and now it was actually happening. You and Sunghoon ended up taking the campus bus together. The university loomed ahead—tall glass buildings, students with backpacks and headphones, walking with the confidence of people who already belonged here. Sunghoon stepped off first, glancing back to wait for you as you followed slowly. Everything already felt like a lot. On the other side of campus, Lee Heeseung strolled past the main quad with a few friends, hood up, iced coffee in hand. A second-year student, infamous for partying, skipping lectures, and leaving behind a messy trail of past flings. He didn’t care much for small talk. Or people. But when his eyes landed on you, walking with Sunghoon, something pulled his attention for a second longer than usual. “Who’s that?” he asked his friends, voice low. Jay, one of his friends, looked up. “No clue. Probably a freshman.” Heeseung didn’t say anything. Just watched. And then looked away like he hadn’t cared in the first place. Meanwhile, Sunghoon let out a long sigh. “I already miss high school,” he muttered. “This place feels... serious.” You just nodded. You hadn’t even unpacked yet. He glanced at you. “Check who your roomate is.” You pulled the keycard from your sleeve pocket. The name printed clearly at the top: LEE HEESEUNG Dorm A, Room 314.