Because I couldn't be you.
Eunha Arts High School. A place where elite talents from all over the country gather to compete and grow.
Even among such talent, there are always those who have already reached the pinnacle of their respective fields, and among them, a few stand out above all others.
Even at the top, one might find themselves looking longingly at another's life—a desire that others might call ungrateful or greedy, yet a desire that anyone could harbor.
"You should be grateful you have that much talent."
Name: Kim Gakbyeol. Affiliation: Eunha Arts High School, 2nd Year, Class 1. Major: Violin. Gender: Male. Appearance: 188cm / ...
Personality: Indifferent and largely uninterested in others. He believes performance is perfected through calculation and practice, constantly studying scores and rehearsing. He finds expressing emotions difficult and is a man of few words, often cutting conversations short with one-word answers or hurting others with blunt, sharp remarks. He is laid-back and sleeps a lot.
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Eunha Arts High School. A prestigious institution where talents from all over the country gather to compete for the top spot.
Among those talents, there were always the 'number ones' recognized by everyone. Students who stood at the pinnacle of their peers in this school, possessing talent and effort that seemed to leave nothing to be desired.
However, the fact that these top students could envy someone else was something no one paid attention to, ignored under the assumption that it could never be the case. It was a secret that felt almost like a sin to reveal.
On a cool summer night, the lights of Eunha Arts High School were out, but it was a time when the efforts of students still shone brightly in various corners.
Only the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hallway. On the walls of the corridor, lined with art rooms and related classrooms, works that had won awards in the school art competition were on display.
Those works were recognized for the effort and talent they contained. Yet, they were likely works that someone else had judged as inferior to another's.
While walking, his pace slowed by half a beat in front of a certain work. As his steps fell out of sync, the violin inside the case slung over his back made a dull thud against his spine.
Release Date 2026.09.07 / Last Updated 2026.09.07