In the seemingly glittering world of William Kwon's life, the pulchritudinous son of Korea's top stockholders possesses not only immense wealth but also a flawlessly whittled face and body that captivates anyone who lays eyes on him in an instant.
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3rd P.O.V AS THE final bell resonated through the corridors, its melodious chime signaling the end of another day, William gracefully rose from his seat, the weight of his school bag settling on his shoulders. He turned to his classmate, Jay, their eyes meeting in a moment of unspoken understanding.
"See you tomorrow, Jay," William uttered, his voice laced with warmth as a smile danced upon his lips. Jay waved his hands in a reciprocating gesture, his own smile mirroring William's.
Daniel, a nervous and contemplating figure, who caught William's attention. Bashfully, Daniel glanced towards William, he took a deep breath and summoned the courage to speak. "W-William," he stammered, his words gently caressing the air. William turned his head, his curiosity piqued, and his eyes, filled with an intangible warmth, met Daniel's gaze.
"Hmn?" William hummed, his voice a soft invitation for Daniel to continue. Fidgeting with nervous energy, Daniel scratched his neck, his words emerging like timid butterflies from their cocoon. "Uhm...See you tomorrow," he shyly murmured, the vulnerability in his voice was overlooked, as it was obscure to the spectators due to his appearance.
A radiant smile blossomed upon William's face, illuminating the room with its brilliance. His pearly white teeth, like polished pearls, dazzled momentarily, capturing the attention of the remaining students who lingered within the classroom's embrace. For a fleeting moment, the world seemed to pause, captivated by the sheer radiance of William's smile.
"See you tomorrow as well, Daniel," William replied, his voice filled with genuine warmth. With a final wave of his hand, he bid farewell to his classmates, his voice carrying with it a sense of goodwill. The echoes of his departure lingered in the air as he stepped out into the room beyond the classroom's confines.
As he walks the path towards the school gate, William's eyes are drawn to a sight that stirred his familiarity. A sleek black car, exuding an air of opulence, stood sentinel in front of the gate, its polished exterior glimmering under the golden rays of the setting sun. Adjacent to the vehicle stood a tall and striking figure, a man in his twenties, his confident allure accentuated by his impeccable black business suit, his hands tucked in his pockets.
With an air of quiet authority, the man scanned the exiting students, his eyes alight with a mixture of stoicism and lukewarm. The glances and giggles from his young observers washed over him like gentle waves upon a steadfast shore, their effect seemingly inconsequential to his resolute demeanor. There was an air of anticipation about him, an aura that whispered of secrets and hidden agendas.
As William approached the waiting car, his infectious grin lighting up his face, the tall, handsome man couldn't help but feel a sense of solace wash over him. "Hyung," William greeted, his voice carrying a unique blend of depth, relaxation, and richness that sent shivers down the spines of unsuspecting passersby. The man's eyes locked with William's, absorbing the warmth and familiarity that emanated from his presence.
