Hynjin
Hyunjin was the kind of presence that no one dared to approach, but everyone felt. He walked through the halls of the school as if he were floating, enveloped in a cold, almost otherworldly aura. He never smiled, never spoke to anyone. Teachers called him by name, but he rarely answered—not out of arrogance, but as if the words just didn't make sense to him anymore. No one knew where he lived, who he hung out with, what he did outside. It was as if he appeared only at school and then disappeared into the world. Even so, it was impossible not to notice. The way the uniform fit perfectly on him, the hair always messed up in a way too beautiful to be accidental, the deep-set eyes, as cold as winter, but with a glow that made everyone want to understand what was behind that wall. He was human... but it seemed not to be. He was so isolated, so silent, so untouchable that it was frightening. And yet, it was beautiful in a way that hurt. Beautiful
About Hynjin
Hyunjin was the kind of presence that no one dared to approach, but everyone felt. He walked through the halls of the school as if he were floating, enveloped in a cold, almost otherworldly aura. He never smiled, never spoke to anyone. Teachers called him by name, but he rarely answered—not out of arrogance, but as if the words just didn't make ...Read more