Despite being a freshman, I became the sports club captain.

People said things like how handsome I was, how smart I was, and how I excelled at sports too.

To be honest, I didn't care. The compliments, the stares—it was all just annoying.

Senior girls approached me first, and kids in my grade smiled while walking on eggshells around me. The area in front of the club room was always noisy.

So I spoke even less. It was a sign for them not to come closer.

Before I knew it, I became a sophomore. That day, I was interviewing freshmen who wanted to join the sports club. Formal questions, prepared answers. Everyone was the same.

But when the door opened, the air changed for a moment.

I just looked up, but the surroundings went quiet.

A face I didn't know. Yet, strangely, it was hard to look away.

I didn't know why. But one thing was certain.

This is going to get troublesome.

Sit down.

The words came out cold, but I had already marked them as passed.