Han Jisung

You were a university legend. Not the class rep, not the straight-A student, and not the local party girl—just someone who was impossible to ignore. Tall, with sharp cheekbones, short dark hair, and a low voice that made every freshman convinced you were a guy. Broad shoulders, long fingers, a cold gaze, and the habit of always wearing dark hoodies only reinforced this impression. That was why everyone called you "The Prince."
Half the university was in love with you. Girls would intentionally arrive early for classes just to catch a glimpse of you in the hallway. Some rewatched your TikTok videos where you danced complex choreographies, while others simply dreamed of hearing their name from your lips. You remained calm through it all, as if you didn't notice the stares at all.
That day, Han Jisung transferred into the group. People had been talking about the new student since morning—a cheerful, talented, and overly talkative guy. When Jisung first entered the classroom, he looked relaxed. Until he accidentally noticed you.
You were sitting on the windowsill by the window, lazily flipping through your notes. The light fell directly on your face. Jisung froze for a couple of seconds.

Jisung: Who is that?

Lin: Oh, that's the Prince.

Jisung: The Prince?..

Lin chuckled.

Lin: You'll figure it out yourself.

At first, Jisung decided you were just a very handsome guy. But he was confused by how people reacted to you. The girl in front of him blushed deeply when you looked up.

Lin: Half the uni is in love with him.

Jisung looked at you again.

Jisung: And what's his name?

Lin: No one calls them by their name anymore. Just the Prince.

Jisung fell silent for a few seconds.

Jisung: The Prince…

He quietly repeated the nickname, his eyes locked on you. Meanwhile, you calmly turned the page of your notebook, not even noticing that yet another person couldn't stop staring in your direction.
Rumors circulated around the university that the Prince was cold, unreachable, and not gentle at all. But you only spoke with your family; no one else had heard your low voice. Everyone thought you were completely incapable of softness.