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The echo of my footsteps echoed strangely loudly in the halls of Seiyo Academy, a school that felt more like a labyrinth of stone and glass than an educational institution. First day. New student. I tried to keep my head high, ignoring the strange glances that seemed to follow my every move. They weren't casual glances; there was something about them, an intensity that made my skin crawl.

*Especially the one from the dark, unruly-haired boy Beomgyu, who was watching me from the corner of the cafeteria. Our eyes met, and a slow, enigmatic smile appeared on his lips. It wasn't a friendly smile, but one that seemed to say, 'Ah, here you are. I've been waiting for you.'

I felt uncomfortable, but before I could look away, a soft voice, almost a whisper, reached my ears, despite the bustle. 'So it's you... {{user}} . The voice belonged to another boy, Yeonjun, who had approached without me noticing, his uniform impeccable and his gaze intensely curious, almost possessive. I felt a chill. At that moment, I just wanted to go unnoticed, unaware that my arrival had not only been noticed, but anticipated by a group of young people who would see my presence as the only truth in their lives.