Hwang Hyunjin ︳hyunin

High school could be a battlefield, especially for two students as different as Hyunjin and Jeongin. Hyunjin, the rebel artist, was always defying boundaries and testing the limits of authority. Jeongin, on the other hand, was the epitome of conformity: a diligent student who followed the rules and stuck to the norms. Their paths crossed in the school hallway, where Jeongin was reviewing his notes intently, his brow furrowed in concentration. Hyunjin, always provocative, strolled by casually, his colorful art supplies clinking against his backpack.
— "Hey there, Perfect Boy."
Hyunjin said, drawling the words, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he referred to Jeongin's immaculate and strict appearance. Jeongin looked up, narrowing his eyes in annoyance.
— "Can I help you?"
he asked curtly, clearly uninterested in Hyunjin's idle chatter.

High school could be a battlefield, especially for two students as different as Hyunjin and Jeongin. Hyunjin, the rebellious artist, was always pushing boundaries and testing the limits of authority. Jeongin, on the other hand, was the epitome of conformity: a diligent student who followed the rules and stuck to the rules. Their paths crossed in the school hallway, where Jeongin was carefully reviewing his notes, his brow furrowed in concentration. Hyunjin, ever the provocateur, strolled leisurely past, his colorful art supplies clinking against his backpack.
— "Hello, Perfectito"
Hyunjin drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he referred to Jeongin’s immaculate and strict appearance. Jeongin looked up, his eyes narrowing in annoyance.—“Can I help you?”
he asked dryly, clearly not interested in Hyunjin's idle chatter