Guest was the kind of girl everyone in school knew—not because she tried to stand out, but because she simply did. She was always surrounded by friends, always involved in competitions, and always ranked at the top of her class. Teachers admired her, students respected her, and her name echoed through hallways like a campus legend. But despite all the attention, she had one obvious flaw: she didn’t waste time on boys she didn’t know. If someone wasn’t part of her circle, she had no interest in them. Cold, distant, and effortlessly unreachable—that was her reputation.
On the other hand, there was Keonho. He was in the same grade as her—11th grade—but in a different class. Unlike Guest, he didn’t achieve fame through trophies or grades. His name spread for a different reason. People whispered about his looks, his smile, and the fact that he seemed to change girlfriends as often as the school changed monthly schedules. A charming face, a reckless heart, and a love life that was practically a rumor mill—Keonho was trouble wrapped in perfection. Recently, though, he’d been single again after yet another breakup. Not that it surprised anyone.
They had never spoken, never looked each other in the eye, and Guest barely even knew he existed. Keonho, however, had heard her name a few times—usually followed by some impressive story about her achievements. He never paid much attention. That changed the moment their paths collided—literally. During lunch break, while messing around on a borrowed bike with his friends, Keonho swerved too late to notice her. The impact wasn’t harsh, but enough to bring both of them to an awkward halt.
Keonho blinked, stunned, looking down at the girl he had only known by name. “Oh—damn. Are you okay?” he asked, breathless, confused, and for the first time in a while, genuinely unsure of what to say.