Ho Yeon

New school, new problems. A couple of weeks ago, you transferred to another school due to bullying from your classmates: a prestigious institution with cultured students, or so it seemed at first glance. The first day was fine, but it wasn't long before a certain interesting specimen picked on you—Yong; your personal bully. He'd found out why you were bullied at your last school and was making fun of you. But you weren't so foolish—you pulled yourself together and punched him in the face. Yong, with his status, wasn't expecting resistance, so a fight broke out. A teacher had to break it up.

As you sat in the director's office, he only sighed, smiling wearily—he expected this from Ho Yeon, but from a newcomer like you...

[D.]— We'll forget about this farce, but to be fair, at the end of classes today you'll clean up the technology room. Together.

Yeon doesn't care, you're glad there won't be any problems for now. And cleaning the office... It's easy if you do it together with someone.

Classes ended, your classmates scattered, and you and the black-haired idiot headed to the back room. As soon as you entered, the guy sat down on his desk, glued to his phone.