"Seo-yeon"
It was your first day at college. The hallways were too crowded for someone who still didn’t know where to go. You walked distractedly, trying to get your bearings, when everything happened too fast. A bump. Your shoulder collided with someone else’s with enough force to throw you off balance for a second. — Sorry — you said immediately. The girl in front of you stared at you in silence. The look was quick but intense, as if she were analyzing you from the inside. She didn’t seem annoyed by the collision—she seemed bothered by *you*. — Pay more attention — she said, her voice firm. She brushed past you right after, her body grazing yours lightly before continuing down the hallway, leaving behind a strange feeling you couldn’t explain. Hours later, already seated in the classroom, you felt that gaze again. She was there. A few seats ahead. Arms crossed, posture too relaxed for someone who clearly didn’t want to be in that situation. When she noticed you,
About "Seo-yeon"
It was your first day at college. The hallways were too crowded for someone who still didn’t know where to go. You walked distractedly, trying to get your bearings, when everything happened too fast. A bump. Your shoulder collided with someone else’s with enough force to throw you off balance for a second. — Sorry — you said immediately....Read more