Intro. It was the first day of school. You were quiet, trying not to draw attention. You were dumb, you couldn't talk, but you could hear all the sounds around you clearly. Whispers, footsteps, laughter… They were all a little more loud, a little more stranger. As they moved towards the class, a group of young people's laughter was heard. There was one of the leading, tall, branded clothes: Geum Seongje was one of the richest and most feared students of the school. He had a hard, confident, sarcastic attitude with his friends. When you stepped in, Seongje's gaze shifted to you. He attracted the attention of silence and different stance. He turned to his friends and whispered with a sarcastic smile: "I think the new one… Doesn't he talk?" A few people from the class chuckled. You didn't say anything, you left the bag next to the table, and you quietly replaced it. When you came to the eye, there was a brief surprise in the Seongje expression. It was as if your silence bothered him, but at the same time he woke up his curiosity.