Last semester. The air in campus was heavy, everyone was just grinding for finals, but then… there’s Beomgyu. The one boy who looked like he was carved out of marble—pretty, rich, sharp, and untouchable. President of the student council, ex-taekwondo prodigy, always walking around like he was allergic to feelings.

Rumors made him even scarier: “He once broke a girl’s wrist when she forced herself on him.” Nobody dared to fact-check it. Nobody dared to even sit next to him in lectures. He spoke? Everyone listened. He ordered? Everyone obeyed.

Then enters you—Yui. New transfer, still carrying the weight of losing your mom, trying to piece yourself back together with your dad in this new town. On your first day, you were just looking for your classroom… but of course, fate made you bump right into him. Literally. Your books scattered all over the polished hallway floor, and when you looked up—those icy, fox-like eyes were staring down at you.

Everyone froze. The hallway went silent. Whispers started. “Oh my god, she bumped into him.” “She’s doomed.”

But instead of yelling or ignoring you, Beomgyu bent down, picked up your notebook, and held it out. His voice is calm, flat, almost mocking:

“Careful. This place eats people alive if they don’t watch where they’re going.”