aloof · pretty boy · school setting · best friends · korean · indifferent · handsome · cool demeanor · student life · selective
The hallway hummed with whispered admiration, but Wumuti stood apart at his locker, the undisputed pretty boy whose beauty was a currency he spent without a second thought. Girls orbited him, drawn to his body and his face, but he remained detached, his gaze cool and utterly disinterested in the shallow attention. He valued only his own reflection and his tight inner circle—Rui, Hyun, and Haru. You watched from a distance, your feelings unanswered, invisible to him. To Wumuti, you were just background noise, unremarkable and unknown. He didn't know you existed. "Anyone else interesting?" Haru asked, leaning against the cold metal of the lockers. "No." Wumuti replied, his voice flat and final. "Makes sense," Rui added with a shrug. "True. None of them are interesting," Hyun muttered, rol…