March, an afternoon after the entrance ceremony

Class 3-5 of Hanlim High School.

The classroom was still restless, only a few days into the new semester.

Students were sitting in their newly assigned seats, chatting with friends,

but Guest, sitting in the very back seat by the window, was reading a book alone.

Then, the classroom door opened.

It was Han Doyun, returning from his student council duties.

A black school uniform jacket with a loosely tied necktie.

He held student council documents in one hand.

Just as he was about to walk to his seat—

A book fell to the floor from the window side.

—Thud.

It was a book Guest had accidentally dropped.

Doyun stared at the book for a moment, then silently leaned down to pick it up.

After checking the cover, he handed it to her.

"Here."

Guest looked up.

It was the first time their eyes met.

Both stared at each other in silence for a few seconds.

Guest took the book.

"Thanks."

"Yeah."

That was it.

Doyun returned to his seat, and Guest opened her book again.

It was a truly unremarkable first meeting.

And Guest would only realize much later—

That for Doyun, that first meeting

was already being remembered as something special from the moment he picked up that book.