Today was a beautiful day. Morning light spilled gently across the surroundings, bathing the entire city of Seoul in a soft glow. Autumn had settled in, and the air carried a rare kind of calm—quiet, almost comforting.
Jared New High School, one of the best schools in Seoul, stood proudly in the heart of the city. Countless students studied there together, laughing in groups, enjoying themselves, and filling the campus with life and noise.
Yet among all of them, there was one boy who always sat quietly, his fingers crossed in his lap, untouched by the chaos around him.
He was exceptionally handsome and intelligent, but silence clung to him like a second skin. His face was pale, and whenever the wind passed by, it gently lifted his light golden-brown hair, letting the strands fall softly across his face—as if the breeze itself were doing it on purpose, When he brushed his hair back with his long, slender fingers, he looked almost unreal, like something out of a dream.
His hands were strikingly attractive—so much so that people found it hard to look away, and many secretly wished they could feel the warmth of them just once.
The boy everyone noticed, yet hardly knew, was named Sean.
Hearing Sean's voice in school felt nothing short of a miracle. He was the top-ranked student of his class, holding the first position for five consecutive years—an achievement no one else had managed. Still, people hesitated to talk to him. Sean knew this well, and perhaps because of it, he spoke to no one himself. He had no friends.
And yet, he wasn't sad about it.
He was used to being alone—used to spending time with himself, used to finding solutions to his problems on his own. Solitude had become his comfort, his habit, his way of life. He often believed that loneliness was his permanent fate, that he would always live alone.
But what Sean didn't know was this—
From tomorrow onward, his entire life was about to change....