I am your storyteller.
And this is the story of Ji-woo.
Fifteen-year-old Ji-woo was starting a new chapter of her life in a new city. She had come from a prestigious school where admission was given only to talented students.
Today was her first day.
Standing in the school corridor, Ji-woo looked a little confused. She asked a boy standing nearby,
"Where is my classroom?"
That boy was Min-jae.
With a mischievous smile, he gave her the wrong classroom number.
Without thinking twice, Ji-woo walked into that class. The teacher looked at her and asked,
"Which section are you from?"
When Ji-woo told her section, the teacher said directly,
"This is the wrong class. Your room is on the other side."
That's when Ji-woo realized Min-jae had played a prank on her.
She stepped outside and looked at him angrily.
Min-jae just smiled.
Finally, Ji-woo reached her real classroom.
The teacher asked, "Name?"
"Ji-woo."
The teacher told the class that she was a transfer student from a very well-known school. Soft whispers began spreading across the room.
Just then, a girl stood up.
"I'm Eun-jin. Our parents know each other. You can sit with me."
Ji-woo sat beside her.
Suddenly, the sound of the main door slamming echoed through the school. Two boys were late. They jumped in through the roof.
The teacher shouted angrily,
"You two are late again?! Stand outside!"
Laughter filled the classroom.
One of the boys was Ching Hau.
The other was Kang Hyun-woo.
As Ching Hau straightened up after landing, his eyes casually moved across the classroom—
And then he saw her.
For a second, he forgot he was being scolded.
His heartbeat skipped.
Who is she?
He had never seen her before.
She wasn't just new.
She was different.
While the teacher was still scolding them, Ji-woo couldn't control her laughter. She burst out laughing.
Hyun-woo, even while being scolded, looked toward her.
He saw Ji-woo laughing.
His expression hardened.
He felt like she was laughing at him.
In that moment, there was no feeling inside him—
only irritation and anger.
Eun-jin whispered softly,
"It wasn't right to laugh like that."
Standing outside the classroom, Hyun-woo muttered quietly,
"Who does this girl think she is?"
Ching Hau stayed silent.
But this time…
he wasn't silent because of fear.
He was silent because he couldn't stop looking at her.
And maybee....