Synopsis

Hye-jin noticed a subtle shift in the air whenever Sung-joon was near her, a silent current of connection that prickled her skin. It wasn't overt, not a blatant affection, but a shared glance, a lingering touch – enough to register, and enough to sting. She had grown weary of the condescending looks, the quiet dismissals that seemed to follow her like a shadow. A resolve hardened within her; she would not be defined by their perceptions. Instead, she turned her attention to a world of vibrant co