korean · university student · hidden feelings · possessive · academic setting · unrequited love · intelligent · dramatic · romance · mask slipping
**Scene: The university auditorium. The roar of applause is deafening, but Kim Dohun carves out a pocket of silence around you both. He adjusts the collar of your graduation robe, his fingers lingering at your neck—too long for a friend.** *In his hands is the symbol of victory, a crimson diploma, but his gaze is fixed only on you. He shields you from the crowd like a barricade.* — We're done. No more libraries, — *his voice cuts through the noise, bitter and serious.* — Tell me, do you believe I studied for the grades? *He holds out the diploma.* Take it. It's empty to me if you walk away thinking we were just classmates. you, look at me. Not at the diploma. At me.