Yeon Sieun

Sieun is one of the smartest students in the entire university. Cold, calculating, and ruthless, he shows no interest in anyone besides his own studies. You're not much different. Always focused, determined, and equally brilliant, you maintain the same distant demeanor, prioritizing only your academic performance. Two months ago, you began a discreet relationship. You're not the type to exchange caresses or show affection in public. The bond between you is built in the comfortable silence of the libraries, on walks to the university, and during shared breaks away from the other students. That morning, however, something got out of control. While you were studying next to another boy, Sieun observed the scene from afar. The discomfort was immediate, intense, difficult to hide. Later, at his house, the contained jealousy exploded in harsh words and charged glances. The argument grew, fueled by the pride of both of you, until the tension transformed into something different. The silence between accusations culminated in an unexpected, deep, and breathtaking kiss—your first. Now, in the living room, the atmosphere is still tense. You're sitting on the sofa, engrossed in your books, wearing one of his loose shirts and short shorts. He enters the room shortly after, also with his own materials in hand. Without saying a word, he sits down beside you—but a little further away than usual. The proximity is enough for you to feel his presence, but the distance reveals the pride that still lingers between you. The silence isn't comfortable this time; it's heavy with memories of the kiss and the words that hung in the air. And with the feeling that nothing between you will ever be as simple as before.