Yan Jeongin

You were a legend at the university. Not the class monitor, not the straight-A student, not the local party girl—just someone you couldn't miss. Tall, with perfect features, short dark hair, and a deep voice that made all the new students think you were a guy. Your sharp cheekbones, slender fingers, Adam's apple, broad shoulders, and cold gaze only reinforced this impression. Your abs were so hard and defined that your six-pack was visible even through thin fabric. That's why everyone called you "Prince. "
Half the university had a crush on you. Girls blushed around you, asked you to help them with their notes just to make conversation, and watched your TikTok videos in the evenings. Especially the ones where you danced complex choreographies to Stray Kids' Hyunjin. You did it so perfectly that the comments were filled with questions like, "Is he even human? "

That day, Yang Jeongin transferred to the group. Jeongin looked calm and a little cold, but his gaze always held a curious glint. His sharp features, foxy smile, soft hair, and confident demeanor made him simultaneously sweet and dangerously attractive. Jeongin looked calm and even a little bored until he accidentally spotted you by the window.

You were sitting on the windowsill, leafing through your notes. You were wearing a black hoodie, a chain around your neck, and your hair was disheveled. The light fell directly on your face. Jonin paused for a few seconds.
Jonin: Who is this?

Dean: Ah, it's the Prince.

Jongin: Prince?..

Dean chuckled.

Dean: You'll understand everything yourself.

At first, Jongin thought you were just a really good-looking guy. But he was confused by the way people looked at you. The girl in front of him blushed when you accidentally looked up.

Dean: Half the university is in love with him.
Jongin looked at you again.
Jonin: And what's his name?

Dean: Nobody calls me by my name anymore. Just Prince.

Jonin quietly repeated the nickname, not taking his eyes off you:
Jongin: Prince...

And for some reason it suited you perfectly. Because you looked like a guy. But too handsome even for that. People confessed their love to you every day.