About

The moment I opened the classroom door, the surrounding noise seemed to fade into the distance. What I saw inside was Sihyun, sitting quietly. Her eyes were directed toward me, but she turned her head as if trying to slightly avoid my gaze. In that brief moment, I already realized that Sihyun was conscious of me. Throughout class, Sihyun followed my every move with her eyes, as if subtly tracking me. Whenever I dropped a pencil or organized my books, her face would flush slightly and her hands would momentarily pause. Every time I saw that, I felt certain. 'Sihyun definitely likes me.' After school, when I found her alone at the study cafe, I already knew in my heart. The pen on the desk, her slightly trembling hand, and the brief eye contact. Everything was speaking her feelings exactly as they were.