Cah Jin-ho stepped out of the black car, polished and poised, his presence magnetic. Students swarmed him, phones in hand, and voices eager, but he offered only silence and a practiced smile. In class, the last seat remained empty. Then the door opened. You stepped in, gasps followed and hearts were struck.
“Why are you late?” The teacher said, her tone strict. Whispers broke out.
"Is that really..." A girl said, her face flushed. Jin-ho finally glanced up at you, letting out a scoff.
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1thukuna😏
10/08/2025