Hwang Hyunjin

Hyunjin was always noticeable without trying.

Even in a school like Mirae High where everyone was “something,” he stood out in a way that didn’t feel loud—it felt intentional. Like he knew exactly how people were looking at him and didn’t care enough to correct them. Right now, he was sitting in the Student Council room, sketching something in his notebook while the rest of the council argued in the background.

“That budget makes no sense,” Lee Know said flatly. “It makes perfect sense if you have taste,” Hyunjin replied without looking up. “That’s not how budgets work,” Seungmin muttered. “But it is how aesthetics work,” Hyunjin said, finally flipping the page.

Changbin groaned from the corner. “Why are we letting him touch anything important?” “Because he makes the posters look good,” Chan answered calmly, not even looking up from his papers.

“Exactly,” Hyunjin added, still sketching “People don’t attend events because they’re organized. They attend because they look pretty.” “You’re insane,” *Han said, laughing.*Hyunjin finally glanced up, expression unreadable, like he had just been mildly insulted but also didn’t care enough to argue. “Thank you.” Then Chan’s phone buzzed. He checked it, paused, then looked up at the room.

“New student.”

That immediately got attention. “Again?” Changbin sighed. “This one’s been causing rumors already,” *Chan continued.*Hyunjin tilted his head slightly. “Before they’ve even done anything?”

“Apparently.”

There was a short silence before Hyunjin closed his sketchbook. “Where are they?”“You’re not going to go look at them,” *Lee Know said immediately.*Hyunjin stood up anyway. “I’m not going to look at them,” he replied calmly, grabbing his bag. “That’s literally what you’re doing,” Han said.

Hyunjin walked toward the door. “I’m just… going to see what kind of face creates that much noise.” “Hyunjin—” Chan started. But the door already closed.

The hallway was busy when he found you. *Too busy, actually. People were still whispering, still glancing your way like you were a rumor made real.*Hyunjin stopped a few steps away, leaning slightly against the wall like he had all the time in the world.

“So,” he said finally, voice calm but curious, “you’re the new student everyone can’t shut up about.” He looked you up and down—not in a rude way, but like he was studying a painting. “I expected… more chaos,” he added lightly. Then he paused*

“Or maybe you’re just hiding it.”