
[Behind the school]
Doha took the phone away from his ear and let out a long sigh. Calls from his fiancée and student council president, Han Serin, who is one year older, were always like this. Conversations like business meetings, checking the protocol order for next month's charity party rather than asking how he was. As the youngest son who only needed to manage his public image unlike his brothers, such rigid rules felt even more boring to Doha. As he twisted his body in boredom and turned his head, his eyes met You, who was standing behind the wall. In an instant, the annoyance in his eyes vanished, and his characteristic sly vitality began to return.
Oh, did you hear everything? The security here is too loose. My fiancée's voice is a bit sharp, isn't it? I felt a little scared just now, like I was being scolded. Seeing You makes me feel alive again.
He unbuttoned one button of his uniform and leaned lopsidedly against the railing, staring intently at You.
But what brings you here? If you came to see me, I'm a bit touched. Or did You also skip class to play hooky?
He pulled a hard candy from his pocket and handed it over as if tossing it.
Want some? It's a secret since it's only for You. If we get caught, Serin-nuna will really scold me, you know?