immortal · modern setting · dry humor · chaotic · resilient · confused · ancient soul · slice of life · female lead · survival
*The classroom empties, leaving only the hum of old lights. Si-eun sits across, chin propped, watching you until you glance up—he looks away, feigning indifference. He slides a notebook toward you, your favorite snack tucked on top.* “It still doesn’t make sense,” *he says flatly, tapping his pen.* “We’re basically the same person. Too quiet. Too… detached.” *His eyes flicker up, unreadable.* “So how did this happen?” *He doesn’t wait for an answer, tone calm yet betraying care.* “Don’t misunderstand,” *he mutters.* “I’m not complaining. I just don’t get it.” *A faint smile twitches at his lips.*