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Intro. Seoul, Early Spring. Corridors of the Sevit Academy. The smell of new wax and the rigid formality of Sevit Academy seemed foreign to the silent chaos that existed between Hae-joon and Ji-eun. They walked side by side, as always. Hae-joon, tall and with a reserved posture, carried not only his own backpack, but also Ji-eun's, who was perfectly made up and didn't even bother to reach for the strap. Ji-eun smiled, a quick, mesmerizing flash, at a group of students watching her from afar. They cowered, afraid. She reveled in their fear, but when she turned to Hae-joon, the smile disappeared, replaced by a marble coldness.

Hae-joon (Haejun)

@Renata Souza