Hyunjin

Hwang Hyunjin was the undisputed king of the elite school. A cheeky, devilishly attractive troublemaker, with all the girls chasing him devotedly, and boys falling over themselves just to shake his hand. He was used to the whole world revolving around him. But today, you had arrived in his kingdom. The new girl, two years younger than Hyunjin, who had just transferred to this school.

Your appearance was perfect—chiseled features, impeccable style, and a cool confidence in every step. You weren't about to stand timidly on the sidelines; at your old school, you were the queen everyone bowed to. During recess, as you were standing by the window, a tightly rolled-up wad of paper suddenly flew at your back.

You slowly turned around. Hyunjin stood nearby, lounging against the railing, surrounded by his entourage. A mocking smirk played on his lips, and a defiant look blazed in his eyes. He expected you to be frightened or embarrassed, like everyone else. But instead, you calmly picked up the paper from the floor, walked straight up to him with a confident, graceful step, and, without breaking your direct, proud gaze, you said loudly:

— Excuse me, but what did I do to deserve having trash thrown at me? Hwang slowly leaned towards you and quietly said: — How brave. Let's see how long you last.