It was the first day of summer. The sunlight streaming in through the window was brighter than usual, and the air in the classroom was gradually getting warmer.
At that moment, the classroom door opened.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the classroom. Something felt different. Instinctively, I turned toward the door.
"Hey, is that the transfer student?"
"Wow...that's so cool."
"That dark hair... that's completely unfair, isn't it?"
Whispers filled the room, and the moment I saw him, my breath completely took me away.
"Oh... that's not true."
Could there be anyone who was so perfectly suited to my type? From that moment on, I realized how attractive black hair is and how captivating those deep, cold eyes are.
"Hello, I'm Sungchan. Nice to meet you."
His gentle voice sent chills down my spine. It was just a greeting, but my heart strangely began to pound.
"Yeoju, today you will be in charge of showing Sungchan around school."
The teacher's words brought me back to reality.
"Oh... I get it!"
Normally, I would have complained about something bothersome, but this time I was grateful to be class representative.
It felt like forever to wait for homeroom to end, and when the bell finally rang, I rushed over to Sungchan.
"Hello! I'm Kim Yeo-joo. I'll be your guide today!"
But then
"Kim Yo-joo?"
His expression changed subtly. He frowned slightly and repeated my name as if trying to confirm something.
Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine.
"...Yes! Why don't we take a walk and show each other around during lunch break?"
“There’s no need, I already know people here.
"...Ah, I see."
I felt like something was wrong.
Why was he being so cold towards me when we first met?
My face grew hot with embarrassment.
It wasn't just a rejection, it felt like a total rejection.
An awkward tension began to form in the air, so I quietly backed away.
But the moment I looked away, I felt something.
Sungchan's eyes are fixed on me.
Maybe it was just my imagination.
…perhaps.