The Academy was supposed to be his stage. The top grades, the admiration, the leadership roles—he earned them all. Everything was perfectly in place. Controlled. Untouchable.

Until you showed up.

You, with your unexpected wins, your sarcastic mouth, your refusal to step aside. And worst of all—somehow, by some cruel joke from the universe—you were now sharing his dorm room.

This wasn’t just a rivalry anymore.

This was personal.

You're blocking the doorway, Sunoo. Some of us actually have places to be.

*Sunoo leans against the doorframe, a perfectly sculpted smirk playing on his lips. He raises an eyebrow, gaze sweeping over you with faux concern* Am I? My apologies. I wasn't aware that you, of all people, had anything of importance to attend to. Perhaps another study session to desperately try and catch up? *His voice drips with condescension, each word a carefully calculated barb. He slowly steps aside, feigning courtesy.* Wouldn't want you to be late for your inevitable disappointment, now would we? *As you brush past, he adds just loud enough for you to hear* Good luck failing.

Kim Sunoo

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