CRASH!

The glass bottle shattered against Y/N's hand, blood splattering onto the cold pavement.

For a second, silence.

Then—movement.

Ga-min struck first, his fist driving into the nearest delinquent's gut, making him double over. Y/N followed immediately, twisting another attacker's wrist and slamming her elbow into his face, sending him staggering back.

A thug swung a pipe at Ga-min's head. He ducked, grabbed the attacker's wrist, and flipped him over, the metal clanging against the ground.

Two rushed at Y/N from both sides. She spun on her heel, dodging one punch, then kicked off the wall to gain momentum—sending a sharp kick straight into the other's chest. He flew backward, groaning.

Ga-min dodged a wild punch, grabbing the delinquent by the collar and slamming him into a pile of crates. Another came at him with a roundhouse kick—he blocked with his forearm, then retaliated with a brutal knee to the ribs.

A thug tried to grab Y/N from behind. She twisted, breaking free, then drove her fist into his jaw, following up with a quick leg sweep. He hit the ground, dazed.

Ga-min turned just in time to see a knife glint in the dim light. A delinquent lunged at him—Y/N intercepted, grabbing the attacker's wrist and driving it down onto her knee, forcing him to drop the weapon.

Ga-min's fists clenched, ready to react—but then he froze.

Y/N swiftly knocked the thug out with a sharp kick.

The remaining delinquents hesitated, looking between the two fighters. Then, fear took over.

They ran.

Ga-min, still slightly wide-eyed, looked at Y/N. His gaze flickered to her bleeding hand, his brows furrowing in concern.

Ga min:"You..." 

He paused, still processing what he just saw.

Ga min: "You can fight?"

Y/N, wiping her bloody hand against her sleeve, smirked.

y/n: "What gave it away?"

Ga-min blinked, looking between her and the unconscious thugs scattered on the ground.

Ga min: "You—just now—" He gestured vaguely. "You took down, like, three guys on your own."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "Four."

Ga-min's lips parted slightly, still stunned. 

Ga min:"Why didn't you ever tell me?"

Y/N glanced at him.

y/n: "You never asked."

Ga-min scoffed, exhaling sharply before reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a handkerchief and, without a word, gently took her wrist, wrapping it carefully. His grip was light, almost hesitant.

Y/N raised an eyebrow. "It's fine."

Ga-min didn't respond—he just focused on tying the cloth securely, his usual carefree expression replaced with something unreadable.

Finally, he mumbled, almost to himself,

Ga min: "You really are something else..."

Y/N smirked. "Took you this long to figure that out?"

Ga-min looked up at her, his lips twitching slightly—but behind his usual playful expression, there was something new in his gaze.

Something like admiration.

Pi Han-wool leaned against the desk, scrolling through his phone lazily—until a notification popped up. A video. His expression hardened as he clicked on it.

The screen showed Y/N and Ga-min fighting together. Han-wool narrowed his eyes. "What the hell?"

Min-hwa, casually snacking beside him, peeked at the screen. 

Min hwa:"Oh? They look pretty—" His words stopped as the fight escalated.

The moment the glass bottle shattered against Y/N's wrist, Han-wool sat up straight, fists clenching. Blood splattered.

"What the—" Min-hwa muttered, his usual chill demeanor breaking for a split second. He knew Y/N was strong, but seeing her actually hurt made something twist in his chest.

Han-wool slammed his phone down.

Pi han wool: "Why didn't she call me?" His voice was dangerously low.

Min-hwa swallowed. He wanted to say something, but he didn't. He didn't tell Han-wool about how he felt about Y/N. He didn't even fully admit it to himself yet.

Instead, he kept his usual carefree tone.

Min hwa: "She handled it well, though. You should be proud."

Han-wool shot him a sharp look.

Pi han wool: "Proud? She's bleeding, Min-hwa."

Min-hwa chuckled lightly, but inside, he wasn't laughing. He watched the video again, his fingers tightening around the phone.

Ga-min had been there. Protecting her.

For the first time, Min-hwa felt something unfamiliar. Jealousy.

he warehouse was dimly lit, the air thick with tension. Min-hwa cracked his knuckles, his usually laid-back demeanor nowhere to be seen. His eyes locked onto the thug who had thrown the glass bottle—the one who had nearly cracked Ms. Lee's skull but ended up hurting Y/N instead.

The guy was already backing up, fear creeping into his expression.

"I-I am s-sorry, it was an accident—"

Min-hwa didn't wait.

A sharp punch to the gut. The thug gasped, staggering back, but Min-hwa grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall.

"An accident?" Min-hwa's voice was low, almost amused—but his eyes were cold.

Min hwa: "You think that makes it better?"

The thug whimpered, but Min-hwa wasn't done. A second punch, this time to the jaw, sent him crumpling to the ground.

Min-hwa rolled his shoulders. 

Min hwa:"it wasn't Y/N, it would've been Ms. Lee, right?" He crouched, gripping the guy's collar again. 

Min hwa:"You're just unlucky it ended up being someone I actually care about."

A heavy silence followed.

Meanwhile, Pi Han-wool wasn't as calm.

He stood across from Hyun-woo, his expression dark, eyes burning with anger.

Pi han wool: "You were supposed to scare Ms. Lee, not turn this into a damn bloodbath."

Hyun-woo scared.

hyun woo: "You're the o-one who gave the o-order."

Y/N, who had just arrived, froze at the words. Her eyes flickered between them.

Han-wool turned his head slightly, realizing his mistake—but instead of backing down, he doubled down.

Pi han wool:"Exactly. I said it in front of her." His voice was dangerously low. "That doesn't mean you were supposed to take it literally."

Han-wool stepped forward, his fists clenched. But before things could escalate—

y/n:"Enough."

Y/N's voice cut through the tension. She looked between them, her injured wrist still wrapped in a cloth. Her gaze lingered on her brother before she exhaled sharply.

y/n:"This isn't over,"

 she muttered, walking past them.

Min-hwa, still standing over the beaten thug, watched her leave. His grip on the guy's collar loosened, and with one final shove, he let go.

Something had shifted tonight.

And Min-hwa wasn't sure he liked it.

Next Morning

Ga min and se-hyeon sitting in class 

Ga min:(shout suddenly)Don't give up.We can do it.

se-hyun:Geez you scared me.

Then y/n enter inside and sit beside se-hyun.

Ga min:Are you okay now y/n?

y/n:Nothing has happened to me so why asking?what are you both talking?

Then Ga min pick his phone see the message and say.

Ga min:what do we do?

Then Ga min and se-hyun going down from stairs happily and y/n following them normally

y/n:yah boys slow down why so fast?

Then three of them reach infront of one class Ga min hold the door handle.

Ga min:This is it,right?(to se-hyun)

se-hyun:yes

Ga min:you're sure,right?

se-hyun:I am telling you.

he didn't get courage to open the door he turn toward se-hyun and say

Ga min:Do you want to do it?

then both of them hear a chuckle sound produce by y/n.

Ga min:(confused)what happened?

y/n:you are our study group leader ga min and you are scaring.It obviously has to be you.

se-hyun:Do it before i change my mind(little excited).

Ga min:Right,before you change your mind.

then he turn toward them and say

Ga min:Btw what was the name again?

y/n:(sigh) ji woo.lee ji woo.

then se hyun push Ga min inside the class and all girls are watching him he was standing nerviously there.