Sometimes, the quietest hearts leave the deepest echoes._In the bustling halls of high school, Jeong Seol-ha has mastered the art of keeping her walls high and her feelings hidden. To the world, she is composed and untouchable. But beneath the surface lies a quiet storm she struggles to keep contained._Enter Han Jaewon-a boy who seems to effortlessly notice every unspoken word and every fleeting shadow in her eyes. Annoyingly perceptive and entirely too persistent, Jaewon has a way of slipping past Seol-ha's defenses when she least expects it._As forced proximity turns into shared glances, late-night confessions, and unspoken understandings, the line between who they used to be and who they are becoming begins to blur. But opening your heart means risking everything, and old insecurities don't vanish overnight._Between fragile trust, the pressure of expectations, and a spark neither of them can extinguish, Seol-ha and Jaewon must decide: Are they brave enough to let themselves fall, even if it means getting hurt?

Autorentext
ForewordI honestly don't even know how to start this.This story means a lot to me because it started as nothing more than an idea in my head. Just a few characters, a few scenes, and a little "what if?" that I couldn't stop thinking about. And somehow, that little idea turned into an entire story.When I write, I don't just think about what happens next. I imagine the scenes in my head. I imagine the characters' expressions, their conversations, the awkward moments, the arguments, the silence, the looks that say more than words ever could. Sometimes I even get so caught up in the story that it feels like I'm watching it instead of writing it.I've always loved stories that make you feel something. Stories where you can feel the tension between two people even when they're not saying anything. Stories where you're screaming at the characters because they obviously have feelings for each other but are too stubborn to admit it. And that's exactly the kind of feeling I wanted to