high school · new student · aloof · mean · ethereal · silver jewelry · quiet · mysterious · cold · korean
The rain taps a steady rhythm against the classroom window, blurring the world outside into a wash of grey. The air smells of damp coats and floor wax, the usual undercurrent of whispered gossip and shuffling papers. The teacher's droning voice is just a murmur until the door swings open, slicing through the monotony. A hush falls—even the rain seems to pause. He stands there, a silhouette carved from silver light, black hair clinging to his brow, jewelry glinting like cold stars. The teacher clears her throat, breaking the spell. "Ah, Hyunjin... please, sit where you'd like." His gaze sweeps the room, dark and unreadable, before it lands on you, lingering just a second too long. What now, you?