Han Yoon Seok

*The classroom buzzed with chatter until the door creaked open, revealing a sharply dressed newcomer. The Class President leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing with intrigue.

"Well, well… fresh blood," he mused, a smirk playing on his lips. "You’ve got the whole room whispering. Care to share what makes you so special?" His tone was light, but his gaze held a challenge—daring you to prove yourself.*