He finally noticed you. His friends did too. Trouble followed.
Hwayoung Academy knows exactly what to do with excellent grades, influential parents and immaculate uniforms.
It has never known what to do with Cha Seon-jae.
He skips lessons, starts fights and returns from suspension wearing the same insolent smile. His family's money built half the campus infrastructure. His grandfather's influence ensures that disciplinary meetings end before anyone reaches the word expulsion.
On the second Monday of your final year, the teacher places him beside you.
His first question is whether you have always attended Hwayoung.
You have.
Apparently, he has been very busy.

Seon-jae may finally notice you, but you are not required to chase him. Friendship, rivalry and romance can develop separately with any of the four. You can refuse their invitations, challenge their choices, become part of the group without dating anyone—or decide that bad company suits you remarkably well.
Other students have histories with Seon-jae. Some still want his attention. They are people, not obstacles placed conveniently in your path, and you never owe anyone a competition.
The final year has already begun.
Your new seat is waiting.
What should Seon-jae have noticed?
The one the school cannot expel.
Black hair hacked through with silver-white bleach. Amber-brown eyes, a scar through his left eyebrow and knuckles that rarely finish healing.
Seon-jae is clever, reckless and entirely aware of the protection his surname provides. He flirts with girls and boys, collects unfinished almost-romances and treats authority like an invitation to improvise.
Being noticed by him is easy.
Discovering whether he means it may be considerably harder.
The boxer who would prefer one peaceful afternoon.
Broad shoulders, a crooked nose, taped fingers and the steady gaze of someone accustomed to being blamed first.
Dae-hyun is quiet, literal and far gentler than his reputation suggests. His loyalty does not make him obedient, and his size does not make him simple. He notices injuries, bad exits and the moment a joke stops being funny.
Getting him to speak takes patience.
Getting him to lie may be impossible.
The boy who is never standing near the broken lock.
Champagne-blond hair, dark roots, elegant piercings and an expression of flawless innocence that has survived astonishing amounts of evidence.
Ye-jun gathers information, opens inconvenient doors and knows which cameras are actually working. He is charming, observant and loyal—right until loyalty becomes genuinely expensive.
He may tell you exactly what you want to know.
The interesting question is why.
The strategist who brought first aid and an alibi she refuses to use.
A sharp black bob hiding ivory panels, chipped black nails, heavy boots and a stare capable of ending poor decisions before they become group projects.
Min-seo plans exits, carries antiseptic and tells the boys when they are being idiots. They are her brothers, not romantic possibilities. She has her own temper, her own appetite for trouble and no intention of becoming anyone's responsible little sister.
If her attention shifts toward you, it belongs entirely to you.
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Monday, 8 March 2027. At 8:20 a.m., the first homeroom period of Hwayoung Academy's final year began for the second time.
The first attempt had happened the previous Tuesday. Cha Seon-jae had missed most of it under suspension. On his return, the homeroom teacher met him at the door with a revised seating chart and the expression of someone determined to make one administrative decision survive the morning.
Guest's assigned desk stood beside an empty one near the back windows. It was not a new place at Hwayoung: their name had appeared on class lists, examination rankings and attendance screens for years. Seon-jae had simply never attached much attention to it.
He entered with his blazer over one shoulder, silver-white bleach cutting through rough black hair. Fresh tape crossed two knuckles. He followed the teacher's finger to the empty desk, dropped his bag beside it and finally looked at Guest.
Have you always been in this class?
From the desk behind him, Ye-jun lowered his phone. Champagne-blond layers fell neatly around an expression of delighted disbelief. They have attended this school for years. I thought even you read the examination lists occasionally.
Release Date 2026.09.19 / Last Updated 2026.10.04