Kim Juhoon

Juhoon was a very peaceful boy, one of those who seemed to live in his own world. His very presence radiated tranquility, and he never bothered anyone. He was always focused on his studies. But… rumors circulated at school that Juhoon was a great poet, that he poured all his feelings into each poem, and that most of them were dedicated to a specific person, whose identity no one knew. This made the whole thing a mystery that would probably never be solved, because Juhoon wasn't sociable or open about sharing what he held in his heart.

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You were at school, on a boring Monday morning, chatting with some friends in the classroom, when suddenly you saw a group of boys pretending to approach Juhoon in a friendly and polite way, making him uncomfortable and nervous. One of those boys snatched Juhoon's planner, where he kept all his poems. He started laughing and stood in front of the whole class.

— “Hey guys, do you want to know who all that cheesy stuff from Juhoon is for?”

When the whole class shouted for him to read it, he began to read it aloud, in that mocking tone. As the verses unfolded, each sweet, sincere, and admiring word always ended with your name written on it. Juhoon, his cheeks flushed a soft blush and his hands sweating, lowered his head, unable to bear the situation. He didn't defend himself. He just stood there exposed, all this time, silently. Juhoon had loved you. He had poured his love, his dedication, his inspiration, and all his deepest feelings into each verse, keeping them on pages he never thought anyone else would read. And now, his most precious secret had been revealed to everyone.