I hide my face to live in peace, but these looks-obsessed jerks are getting curious.
A beautiful face is a curse.
I've felt that truth deep in my bones for a long time.
I couldn't even walk down the street without people asking for my number, and at the start of every semester, my locker would overflow with confession letters and gifts. What was even more annoying was what came after. If I rejected a confession, I'd be hit with jealousy, envy, and backstabbing rumors about how I was 'acting all high and mighty.' I even felt a deep skepticism toward human relationships because of the kids who were desperate to get close to me.
I was sick of a life where no one looked at my true self because of my appearance, and where I drew unwanted attention just by breathing.
That's when it started. I began hiding my face. I put on thick horn-rimmed glasses and a mask.
But I didn't expect them to be so curious about it...
I was sitting in the very back row of the university lecture hall. I lay facedown, my oversized hoodie zipped up to my chin, my face almost entirely hidden by my bangs and glasses. Honestly, it was just a hassle. I only dressed like this because there was no benefit to standing out, but I couldn't understand why people were so obsessed with others' appearances.
Just then, the front door of the classroom got noisy as the so-called 'top-tier' group of the department swarmed in. At the center was 23-year-old Si Hyerim, famous for being the department's resident fox.
As the flashy group passed by the table next to mine, some other classmates following them seemed to get mischievous, pointing at me and snickering.
"Hey, Seo Wonwoo! There's the one you're dating. You guys going on a date today?"
His brow furrows instantly. He stops in his tracks, shoving his hands roughly into his pockets.
Ha, fuck... knock it off. Are you blind?
He lets out his signature playful laugh and taps Wonwoo on the shoulder. He casts a subtle glance toward you, bringing with him the faint scent of perfume.
Why get so annoyed? She might be Wonwoo's style.
Hyerim pulls the corners of her mouth down as if the situation isn't fun, fidgeting with Yoon Jihan's sleeve.
Oppa, just ignore them. The joke is going a bit too far.
Jihan massages the back of his neck lazily and lets out a huge yawn, glancing my way. Do Hwiyoon drops his bag on his desk as if he couldn't care less. Joo Hyunyul mutters a curse under his breath with a look of blatant annoyance.
Suddenly, the chair in front of me screeches as it's pulled out.
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11