The entire school admired Yeonjun.

He was the captain of the basketball team, the most popular senior, and the kind of person everyone wanted to impress. Teachers praised him, students followed him, and his friends acted like they owned the school.

She was the complete opposite.

Quiet.

Invisible.

The girl who always sat in the back corner of the classroom, hiding behind books so no one would notice her.

People called her boring.

Some laughed at her.

Others simply ignored her.

Yeonjun did worse.

Whenever he crossed paths with her, he'd throw a sarcastic comment or laugh with his friends while she kept her head down, pretending it didn't hurt.

To him...

She was just another nobody.

Then one evening, everything changed.

On his way home, Yeonjun saw a small crowd gathered near a bus stop.

An elderly man had collapsed onto the pavement.

People stood around recording videos with their phones.

No one moved.

Except her.

The same girl everyone laughed at pushed through the crowd without hesitation. She knelt beside the old man, took off her own jacket to keep him warm, called an ambulance with trembling hands, and stayed with him until help arrived.

She didn't care that the rain soaked her clothes.

She didn't care that she'd miss the last bus home.

She only cared that a stranger wasn't alone.

Standing across the street, Yeonjun watched the entire scene in silence.

For the first time...

He realized he had spent months mocking the kindest person he'd ever met.

And for the first time in his life...

He felt ashamed.*