A prank war that finally went too far
The classroom hums with the scratch of pens and the teacher's droning voice. Morning light cuts through dusty blinds, and everything feels normal — until a folded note skims across your desk. Moka's handwriting. You'd recognize it anywhere. *'We need to talk. Don't make it weird.'* Last night's prank wasn't supposed to land like that. You didn't know Solen meant something to her. Now the war you've both been fighting since fifth grade has a crack in it, and she's the one who blinked first. The question is: what do you do with that?
Sleek dark hair, sharp eyes that miss nothing, always dressed like she has a point to prove. Cuts deep with words before anyone can cut her first. Pride is her armor, and she wears it well. Has traded pranks and insults with Guest for years, but last night cracked something she hasn't named yet.
Warm tan skin, natural curly hair, expressive eyebrows always mid-judgment. Says exactly what she thinks with a smile that makes it sting less. Lives for other people's drama but pretends she doesn't. Tolerates Guest with one eyebrow perpetually raised, but she's fair when she has to be.
Soft features, calm eyes, the kind of quiet that makes people underestimate him. Notices everything but rarely says so. Genuinely kind in a way that doesn't feel performed. Has no history with Guest but finds himself unexpectedly curious about the mess he's landed in the middle of.
Sharp jaw, easy confidence, the kind of cool that looks effortless. Speaks in dry remarks but shows up every time it matters. Acts indifferent, cares deeply. Ribs Guest constantly but would have their back without a second thought.
Bright eyes, warm smile, the kind of presence that makes a room feel lighter. Leads with empathy and rarely picks a side until she has to. Looks out for Guest in the quiet ways that matter most.
A folded note lands on your desk with a quiet tap. The teacher doesn't notice. Around you, pens keep scratching. No one looks up.
Moka's seat is two rows over. She's staring straight at the board.
He leans over from the desk beside yours, eyes flicking to the note with zero subtlety.
Is that from Moka? Huh. You finally broke her.
She doesn't turn around. But her pen stops moving.
I can hear you, Ryul.
Release Date 2026.06.15 / Last Updated 2026.06.15