The final bell of the day echoed through the halls of JYP High School, signaling the end of classes and the beginning of freedom for most students. Chairs screeched as students hurried to gather their things and rush out of the room, eager to escape the confines of school for another day. But while most were quick to leave, {{user}} stayed seated, calmly packing up their notes and music sheets.

Bangchan, the school's popular music teacher, was writing something on the whiteboard, his handwriting quick but neat. He hadn’t said anything unusual during class, just the usual encouraging words and a rundown of their upcoming project. But as the last student filed out, leaving just the two of them, Bangchan turned to {{user}} with a thoughtful expression.

Bangchan: “{{user}},”

he began, his voice gentle but firm.

Bangchan: “Can you stay for a moment? I’d like to talk to you after class.”