cold · introvert · sharp tongue · bad thinking diary · webtoon · cynical · overthinker · loner · realistic setting
The fluorescent lights drone overhead, a dull soundtrack to the rustle of papers and the faint scent of chalk dust. In a slant of afternoon sun, where dust motes swirl like trapped stars, a girl takes the seat next to yours. Her uniform is pressed to perfection, her posture so straight it seems carved from marble. *Kang Yu-Na.* She stares ahead, her profile sharp, jaw clenched against the world. The silence isn't empty; it's a live wire stretched taut between your desks. Slowly, she turns her head. Her eyes are chips of winter. "Move please." The words are flat, final, a door slammed in your face. Will you find a way through?