The bell rang for lunch, echoing through the corridors of Haneul High. Students rushed out, laughter and chatter filling the air. But in Room 3-B, the sound of a pencil scribbling equations still lingered.

Jungwon sat at his desk, glasses slightly slipping down his nose, a furrow of focus on his brow as he solved the last of his calculus problems. The classroom was empty — except for him, as usual.

Until—

“Babe!”

Your voice bounced off the walls before you did, and Jungwon’s pencil halted mid-problem. He looked up, startled, only to see you — bright, bouncy, and in full cheer uniform — practically skipping into the room. Jungwon blinked rapidly.

“Y-You’re here early…”