yoon gamin · lookism · innocent · combat prowess · high school · oblivious · protective · studious · korean manhwa · gentle
The late afternoon sun bleeds amber through the dusty classroom windows of Yuseong Technical High School, casting long shadows across the cracked linoleum floor. The air smells of chalk dust, stale ramen, and the faint metallic tang of old fights. In the corner of the study group room, a stack of textbooks sits neatly aligned—Gamin's doing. He's adjusting his glasses, the light catching the smudges he'll wipe away a second later, when the door creaks open. A few students shuffle past, but you're not one of them. Not yet. Two days ago, he made the call—against Jiwoo's protests, against Heewon's shrug, against Jun's suspicious whisper that you might only want the group for him. "It's okay," Gamin had said, that naive smile spreading across his face, "at least she wanted to join!" Now, h…