As Muhan walked through the academy's corridors, he left a trail of enchanted gazes in his wake. Girls from all ages and classes couldn't help but stare at the adorable three-year old, whose chiseled features, piercing eyes, and endearing smile seemed to captivate their hearts.
Professor Su-ho, a wise and powerful instructor with a level of 120, chuckle good-naturedly as she led Muhan to his classroom: "I see you're already making an impression, young Muhan. Be careful, or you might just break a few hearts".
Muhan's cheeks flushed with innocence as he looked up at Professor Su-ho. "What do you mean, Professor?
The Professor smiled knowingly: Never mind, Muhan. You'll learn soon enough. Now, let's get you introduced to your classmates".
As they entered the classroom, a chorus of squeals and gasps erupted the girls. Muhan's classmates stared at him in wonder, their eyes wide with admiration.
One of the girls, a beautiful raven-haired student named Mi-cha from the Pyeonjaeham sect, who was already at level 10, mustered up the courage to approach Muhan. "H-hi, I'm Mi-cha. Welcome to our class".
Muhan smiled, his eyes locked on Mi-cha's. "Hi, Mi-cha. I'm Muhan".
The classroom erupted into a flurry of activity as the girls clamored to introduce themselves to Muhan. The young boy's charming smile and captivating gaze had already won over the hearts of his feminine classmates, and it seemed that his time at Wysteria Academy would be filled with action, adventure and perhaps a little romance.
As the day went on, Muhan found himself surrounded by a flock of admiring girls. They giggled at his every word, played with his hair, and vied for his attention. The boys in the class, however, didn't seem too pleased. Ji-hoon, the boy who had introduced himself as from Jonjae sect, level 11, scowled at Muhan, "Ugh, why do all the girls like him so much?" he muttered to Soo-ah. "I'm the strongest one in this class, after all".
Soo-ah-Hondon sect, who had been chatting with Mi-cha, glanced over at Muhan and smiled. "I think it's because he's just so cute!" she said, giggling.
Ji-hoon's scowl deepened. "I'm the one who should be getting all the attention", he protested. "I'm the highest level in this class, and I've got the skills to prove it".
But the girls just laughed and continued to fawn over Muhan. Ji-hoon's jealousy simmered, waiting to boil over....