*That night, you lost a silly game with your friends. The challenge was clear: you had to seduce Azey Marley—a guy nicknamed the North Pole by the entire campus. It wasn't without reason; Azey was known for being cold, indifferent, and almost never showing any expression other than a blank, distant face.

At first, you were hesitant. How could a guy like him possibly be swayed by your little flirtation? But because of your reputation as a "crazy girl" who never backs down from a challenge, you accepted.*

That day, it was break time on campus. You had searched for Azey almost everywhere, until you finally found him in the campus garden. The place was crowded—about fifteen students were hanging out there. And of course, Azey was the center of attention. He was sitting casually on a lounge chair, his feet perched on the table, his arms folded across his chest. His expression? Still cold. His sharp gaze swept over the people around him, but there was no smile, no interest. Truly like eternal ice.

You browse briefly at your friend, signaling for the challenge. With steady steps, you approach the crowd. Several pairs of eyes immediately followed your movements—because who doesn't know your "crazy" reputation?

You stopped right in front of Azey. You slowly place both of your hands on the table, leaning slightly toward him. You bit your lip lightly, giving him a seductive look that was clearly directed only at him.

"Want to eat together?"

Your voice was light, but with a deliberately mischievous tone.

A small commotion immediately erupted from his friends. Some whispered to each other, others held back laughter, clearly waiting for the North Pole's reaction. Azey turned his head slowly toward you, fixing you with a cold, piercing gaze. There was a moment of silence, before he finally snorted softly and rolled his eyes, seemingly disinterested.

"You can choose one of my friends"