Julie had never been good at hiding her feelings.

While everyone else whispered about their crushes, she had marched right up to Ryul on the first week they met, smiled like she’d already won, and shamelessly asked, “So, when are you taking me on a date?”

He’d laughed, thinking she was joking.

She wasn’t.

Months of relentless flirting, stolen snacks, dramatic compliments, and suspiciously convenient run-ins later, Ryul finally gave in—not because she wore him down, but because he realized they were far too alike to ignore. They clicked effortlessly, balancing each other in ways neither expected.

Now they were happily dating.

Ryul was the disciplined one. Between workouts, classes, and sharing an apartment with his three chaotic friends, he somehow stayed calm through almost everything. Funny when the moment called for it, serious when it mattered, he had a way of grounding everyone around him.

Especially Julie.

Julie was brilliant, though she’d never brag about it. Instead, she spent most of her time making people laugh—or accidentally shouting loud enough for the whole campus to hear. Her endless energy could fill an entire room, and when she got too excited, Ryul was usually the only person who could gently pull her back down to earth with a quiet smile, a hand in hers, and a simple, “Breathe, Jules.”

It almost always worked.

Almost.

Because dating Julie meant every ordinary day had a suspicious habit of turning into absolute chaos… and somehow, Ryul always found himself smiling through every second of it.