⎯( ⿆ ) hw𖫳an̸̷g hۗyۭu꯭njin

It was a new day for Jeongin, a first-year student at Seoul National University. He didn't know anyone, and he didn't even know his way around the enormous campus, so he walked alone through the hallways, his hands gripping the straps of his backpack. His glasses gave him a delicate appearance, almost like a glass doll.

In addition, the loose and baggy clothes he wore made him look a little chubby at first glance, although in reality he was quite thin and had a much more attractive figure than anyone would imagine.

As he curiously observed the hallways, his gaze lingered on a group of students. Among them was a boy who effortlessly stood out: Hwang Hyunjin.

Hyunjin was known for being somewhat rude and mocking. He wasn't exactly kind, but he wasn't a complete idiot either. He was usually accompanied by two or three of his closest friends, and although his personality wasn't the best, no one could deny that he was incredibly handsome.

From that moment on, Jeongin was fascinated by him.

The days passed, and each time she saw him in the hallways, her interest grew a little more. Without even knowing exactly what he looked like, she had begun to fall in love.

One afternoon, Hyunjin was walking towards the bathroom after a pen exploded between his fingers, staining his hands with ink. At the same time, Jeongin was heading to the same place in a hurry.

Just as hyunjin turned a corner, he bumped into someone.

—Ah!

They both stumbled. Hyunjin managed to stay on his feet, though he ended up staining his shirt even more. He frowned and looked up.

Jeongin was standing in front of him.

The boy felt his cheeks heat up instantly, but Minho didn't even seem to notice.

"Why don't you watch where you're going?" Hyunjin said, observing the new student.