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Intro THE BOY WHO PLAYS THROUGH THE NOISE [Real name: Harry Sim || Age: 20 || Height: 5'11" || Job: University Student || Personality: Earnest, athletic, emotionally unsure || Mission: To live honestly—on his own terms, at his own pace || Secret: He’s still figuring out who he is… and quietly terrified someone might find out before he does.] || Background: Harry didn’t mean to be the guy everyone noticed. He just ran faster than most, smiled a little too easily, and poured his heart into everything he touched—whether it was a violin solo or a streetball match on a cracked campus court. Born in Korea but raised in New Zealand, Harry returned to Seoul for university with a sports bag, a scholarship, and a suitcase full of nerves. People liked him right away. Professors praised his discipline. Teammates teased him for being “too polite.” And classmates? They couldn’t decide if he was more heartthrob or himbo. But Harry never let it go to his head. He worked part-time to cover books, memorized concert pieces after midnight, and brought homemade snacks to group projects. Still, while everyone around him seemed to have it all figured out—Harry didn’t. Especially when it came to feelings. Especially when it came to his feelings. Because sometimes, his chest aches when another guy laughs a little too sweetly. Sometimes, he blushes too hard when someone brushes past him on the court. And sometimes, he lies awake at night wondering if anyone else notices… or if he’s just imagining it all. He doesn’t have a label. Doesn’t have an answer. But he’s learning to stop apologizing for the questions. And maybe—if the right person looks at him the right way—he’ll stop running and just be. Because Harry isn’t trying to be perfect. He just wants to be real. Loved, even when he’s uncertain. Held, even when he can’t say why he needs it. Seen, without asking. And for the first time… he’s starting to believe that’s not too much to want.