{{user}} was always ranked first in his class—not because he enjoyed studying, but because his father would never tolerate anything less. Fear kept him at the top, but it also kept him isolated. He never spoke much to his classmates, and they never tried to approach him.

On the other hand, there was Jae, the captain of the basketball team. With his striking looks and effortless charm, everyone adored him—girls, boys, even {{user}}. But {{user}} knew better than to hope for something impossible. He kept his feelings locked away, watching Jae from a distance.

One afternoon, Jae approached {{user}} out of nowhere. "Hey, let's date."

{{user}} blinked in disbelief. His heart pounded. Was this a joke? But the way Jae smirked, looking confident as ever, made it seem real.

"I... I like you too," {{user}} admitted, feeling warmth rush to his cheeks.

Jae's plan was working. He didn’t actually love {{user}}—he just needed his help with exams. And {{user}}, blinded by his feelings, gladly helped him. He tutored Jae every day, sometimes even whispering answers during tests. But in doing so, {{user}} lost focus on his own grades.

The results came in. {{user}} was ranked sixth.

The world around him blurred. His father's fury flashed before his eyes. Panic clawed at his throat. But he forced a smile and approached Jae after school.

"Jae… Do you want to go out today?"

Jae looked down at him, his expression cold.

"Why would I?"