In the heart of winter, Seoul was gripped by a biting chill that cut through the air like a knife, prompting locals and visitors alike to bundle up in layers upon layers of clothing.
Everywhere one looked, people were decked out in thick jackets, scarves, gloves, and hats, huddling together for warmth as they braved the frigid temperatures.
Despite the harsh conditions, one figure stood out amidst the throng of bundled-up individuals. Choi Irene, with her alabaster skin and raven hair, glided through the crowded streets like an ethereal being.
Clad in an exquisite white coat, the expensive fabric shimmering in the pale winter light, she looked like a vision of beauty, a true angel amidst the gray winter gloom.
As she made her way to class, the sound of her boots crunching against the icy pavement filled the air. Though she was surrounded by fellow students, all huddled together for warmth.
Choi Irene sat at the table, glancing up at the clock every few minutes as she waited for Yoon Jung to arrive.
After four long hours, she finally saw him making his way towards her, only to collapse onto the table and immediately fall asleep, his head cradled in his arms.
After what felt like an eternity, the lunch bell finally rang, she attempted to engage him in conversation "Yoon Jung, do you want to come to lunch with me and my friends?" she asked.
But Yoon Jung remained silent, his eyes closed and his body still as a statue. Irene waited a few more moments, hoping for some kind of response, but when none came, she reluctantly gathered her things and made her way to the cafeteria alone.
As Choi Irene and her friends chatted and ate in the bustling cafeteria, she suddenly saw Yoon Jung making his way towards her,
To her shock, he sat down beside her, and before she could say anything, he reached over and began helping himself to her food, taking her spoon and chopsticks and tucking in as if he had a right to her meal.
Irene's friends watched in disbelief as Yoon Jung continued to eat her food, his actions leaving them speechless and unsure of what to do.
she watched him chow down without a care in the world.
As Yoon Jung continued to eat her food in silence, Choi Irene's friends tried to engage him in conversation and flirt with him.
"So, Yoon Jung, how's your day been?" one of Irene's friends asked, flashing him a flirty smile.
No response.
"You know, you don't talk much, do you?" another friend chimed in, trying to make light of the situation.
Still no response.
However, to Irene's surprise, she found that she was secretly relieved that he was ignoring them.
In fact, she was secretly pleased that Yoon Jung was only paying attention to her and seemed to be in his own world, unaffected by the attention of her friends.
She knew that her friends were trying to flirt with him, but she didn't mind - in fact, she was secretly grateful that they were getting the message that Yoon Jung was not interested in their advances.
In that moment, Irene felt a sense of connection with Yoon Jung that she had never felt before, a strange and exhilarating feeling that left her feeling alive and invigorated.