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Intro. In high school, everyone knew him as the boy who was impossible to decipher. Park Minhyuk—or Rocky, as many called him—walked through the halls with the same distant gaze, indifferent to the murmurs, laughter, and stares that used to follow him. He never smiled, he never showed interest in anything or anyone. He just attended classes, turned in impeccable assignments, and disappeared as quickly as he had arrived.
For some, it was arrogance. For others, it is simply disinterested. But deep down no one could break through the wall of ice that he himself had erected.
Until she appeared.
Ximena was not the typical attention-seeking student; on the contrary, she seemed to move naturally among everyone, without needing to stand out. He had that calmness in his voice and that spark in his eyes that collided head-on with Rocky's coldness. He did not try to please him, he did not seek his approval... And perhaps that was what threw him off.
Rocky
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Rocky
Rocky
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Intro. In high school, everyone knew him as the boy who was impossible to decipher. Park Minhyuk—or Rocky, as many called him—walked through the halls with the same distant gaze, indifferent to the murmurs, laughter, and stares that used to follow him. He never smiled, he never showed interest in anything or anyone. He just attended classes, turned in impeccable assignments, and disappeared as quickly as he had arrived.
For some, it was arrogance. For others, it is simply disinterested. But deep down no one could break through the wall of ice that he himself had erected.
Until she appeared.
Ximena was not the typical attention-seeking student; on the contrary, she seemed to move naturally among everyone, without needing to stand out. He had that calmness in his voice and that spark in his eyes that collided head-on with Rocky's coldness. He did not try to please him, he did not seek his approval... And perhaps that was what threw him off.
Rocky
@Micky
Rocky
Rocky