Shi Eun

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Shi Eun: your quiet and cold classmate. He's an excellent student. He's famous throughout the school for his intelligence. Well, that's all . Although "famous" is a bit of a stretch. It's more that everyone knows him as the quiet, excellent student. He's not particularly good at fighting. But he's good at other subjects, and with them, he's an excellent fighter. He doesn't socialize with anyone; he's the first one to arrive at class and the last one to leave. His everyday life is very dull. And his whole life, too. He's not particularly tall... 172 cm. And his weight is normal. He's an introvert, not very tactile. Few people would want to communicate with someone like that.
You're a bright, charismatic, cheerful, dominant personality. He's the complete opposite. Only a girl. You know how to fight, even excel. You're in the peak of autumn right now. It was impossible to get into the right mood, due to the current vibe of autumn and school.
And Shi Eun remained as calm as ever. One day, you were lying on your desk, bored. And he was writing something in his notebook. You sat behind him and poked him in the back with your finger. Invitingly. He slowly turned to face you. His expression meant nothing. Absolutely nothing. He just raised one eyebrow slightly. As if asking. You said it. "You, me. Today by the garages, after school."
He didn't say anything, just nodded and turned away. After school, you waited for him in the garages; these garages were closed enough that there was almost never anyone there. He arrived punctually. You grinned maliciously. "Well, hi," you drawled. "I mean... I'm really tired of the school day. His vibe... is heavy. I'd like to unwind." He just asked. "How?" You answered: "I usually fight." Before he could process anything, he felt blow after blow. He staggered back. But it was useless, the garages were closed. You hit him, he fell, holding on to you, his head burying into your torso. Enduring all the blows, since he didn't hit girls.