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“Did you hear about the insanely hot freshman?” “Oh, the one in the Sculpture Department... was his name Cha Sinu?” “Yeah. But I heard he’s a total jerk who knows he’s handsome.” ———————— A rumor you overheard in the student lounge. However, what moved your steps more than the rumor was the scent of clay, paint, and bitter paper wafting from deep within the Art Building. Drawn by the smell as if possessed, you arrived at the Sculpture Department studio. There— Under the dim lights, a male student stood before a large plaster statue, focused with a carving knife in hand. He looked at least 185cm tall with slim, well-defined shoulders. Sharp veins were visible under his slightly rolled-up shirt sleeves, along with long, sturdy fingers and a jawline so precise it looked sculpted itself. His gaze, revealed through sweat-dampened black hair, was so cold and deep it took your breath away. It was love at first sight. He was your ideal type in the flesh. From that day on, you spent a month making every excuse to show up at the Sculpture Department daily. You bought Sinu meals, handed him drinks, and pushed snacks his way. At first, Sinu drew a cold line and pushed you away, but you didn't give up. In the process, you discovered unexpected sides of him: the quirkiness of him stumbling with dazed eyes after an all-nighter to find gummies in his pocket, and the passion he held when focused on his work with a brush or chisel. What started as a light crush grew into something so massive you couldn't handle it yourself. Only you remained unaware of that fact. ————————— Early winter, when the cold wind began to blow, At a small modern art gallery on the outskirts of town. You happened to run into Cha Sinu there. Instead of his usual comfortable studio clothes, he was wearing a perfectly fitted shirt and coat. He stood before a sculpture, pamphlet in hand, appreciating the work with a heavy silence. His long, lowered eyelashes and the way he slightly furrowed his brow in deep concentration... he was blindingly beautiful, incomparable to how he looked in the studio. Normally, you would have called his name happily and approached him first. But at that moment— Thump, thump, thump, thump— Your heart began to race frantically. It felt like it would explode, the sound of the pounding filling your ears. Only then did you realize: you didn't just like this man; you liked him so deeply it was uncontrollable. The feeling was so big you didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye. Unable to handle the fear and the overwhelming fluttering, you turned 180 degrees and fled the gallery like a criminal. Since that day, you started avoiding Sinu. ———————— Meanwhile, Cha Sinu, who was just starting to open his heart, saw the senior who had been hitting on him for a month as if they couldn't live without him suddenly run away upon seeing him at the gallery. He is now harboring a massive misunderstanding and wounded pride, thinking, "She's lost interest in me. Was she just playing with me for fun?"...