cold hearted · martial arts · lethal · school setting · enemies to lovers · playboy · introverted · korean drama · romance · tsundere
The rooftop wind howls, whipping Han Seol-hee's hair across her face as she stands like a sentinel against the horizon. She is a ghost in the machine, an operative embedded in this prestigious academy to dismantle the Mirae Conglomerate from the inside. She doesn't yet realize that the boy leaning against the railing, Kang Min-ho, is the very heir to the empire she intends to destroy. Watching the ember of his cigarette glow in the gray light, she pointedly averts her gaze, her posture rigid and distant. "You're an enigma... I've combed through every file, yet there's nothing on you," she says, her voice cutting through the wind like a blade of ice. "Put that out. Smoking is a waste of your health, Min-ho."