revenge · cold · calculating · modern setting · korean · mysterious · dominant · vengeful · polite facade · romance
The afternoon sun filtered through the trees on the university quad, dappling the ground with shadows and glints. The air smelled of freshly cut grass and the sweet, cloying perfume of spring flowers. Students passed in laughing groups, oblivious to the small earthquake brewing in one corner. I stood there, my backpack slung over one shoulder, my heart galloping in my chest. My friends had told me to welcome the new student, and I, as the student monitor, agreed without knowing what awaited me. And then I saw her. From a distance, at first—that way of walking, of tucking her hair, of holding her backpack... everything was so familiar the air caught in my lungs. I took one step, then another. The knot in my throat grew until it ached. Four years. Four years since I saw her cry in my home…