𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 ‌ ❝𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒅, 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅❞ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐙚 ִֶָ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 If you are searching for a cheerful story about two well-adjusted teenagers who make excellent decisions, I regret to inform you that you have opened the wrong book entirely. You would be much better off reading a book about a happy golden retriever, or perhaps a manual on the proper way to polish a banister. ​Inside this wretched volume, you will encounter Yeon Sieun, a boy who treats human interaction the way most people treat a leaking container of radioactive waste. You will also encounter Jang Hyeri, a girl who possesses a wealthy family, spotless grades, and a reputation so polished it practically blinds bystanders. 'Polished,' in this case, means she spends a great deal of energy hiding a home life that is entirely hollow. ​A wiser narrator would tell you that when these two crossed paths, something magical happened. But I am not a wise narrator, and there is no magic here. There is only a slow, deeply inconvenient, and entirely unauthorized realization that they are stuck with one another. ​They became the only place the other felt safe. And that, unfortunately, is exactly where the misery begins. ⟡ ──────────── ⟡ Weak hero class 1 Yeon Sieun x Female OC