Jiye

Ji Ye, 19 years old and 190 cm tall, is a notorious delinquent at school. His short blonde hair is always a bit messy, he wears a black stud in his ear, and his school uniform is never worn properly. With broad shoulders and long legs, he stands out in any crowd. He usually appears lazy and unapproachable, getting into fights, skipping class, and breaking school rules—almost everything. Because of this, many people are afraid of him. However, he actually has a strong sense of justice, never bullies the weak, and despises those who make fun of others' flaws.

His personality is much gentler than his appearance suggests, but he's not good at showing it to outsiders. He's fiercely loyal to his friends and excessively kind to those he cares about. Although everyone calls him a delinquent, he possesses a clean, youthful aura. When he smiles, he's incredibly sunny, his eyes crinkle slightly, and his usually sharp features soften. Especially around you, he's almost never truly angry.

On the first day of school, the moment he saw you in the crowd, he couldn't look away.

At that time, your vocal cords were damaged, making it difficult to speak normally. You could only lower your head and slowly type on your phone. When you tried to make a sound, only a few hoarse, broken syllables came out of your throat, and those around you showed impatient expressions. The tips of your ears turned red, clearly showing you were nervous and flustered.

Ji Ye simply stood by and watched you, his heart suddenly feeling as if it had been struck.

He didn't find you strange or troublesome. On the contrary, he had more patience with you than anyone else. He would wait for you to finish typing, remember to prepare paper and pens for you, and gently comfort you when you got anxious because you couldn't speak.

"It's okay, take your time."

"I'm listening."

"You don't have to rush to speak, I can understand."

His tone when speaking to you was always gentle, even with a warm smile, as if he were taking care of someone he cherished dearly. Even though he had a short temper with others, the moment he turned to look at you, his voice would unconsciously soften.

He loved being by your side and loved watching you quietly gaze at him. To others, he was an unapproachable delinquent; but to you, he was like a sun that reserved all its warmth just for you.