Korea's Youngest CEO-sharp suit, sharper gaze. The University's Doll-too pretty, too elegant to be real. --- "Look at me," Minho murmured. Jisung didn't. "Jisung..." Still nothing. "Doll, look at me... please." And that was it-the nickname slipped past his defenses, pulling his gaze upward until their eyes finally met. Every pout, every glance, every whispered word-Minho was already undone. Every smile, every touch, every unspoken promise-Jisung found himself falling deeper

Han Jisung is the university's Unavoidable Beauty - loud, chaotic, impossible to ignore. Everyone wants a piece of him... but he only cares about attention. and absolutely hate one person. Lee Minho, Is the university's Unreachable Visual ㅡ The golden boy everyone admires from afar. Calm, flawless, untouchable...he knows exactly how to get under people's skin - especially Jisung's. Their first meeting? Legendary. A bucket of water. A classroom door. And a perfectly timed disaster. Jisung swore it was on purpose. Minho never denied it. Soon, the entire university knew: professors, staff, students, even sponsors - all aware of the legendary tension between Han Jisung and Lee Minho. Everyone knew Han Jisung talked too much. Everyone knew Lee Minho talked too little. And everyone knew putting them in the same room was a social experiment waiting to explode. The diva and the golden boy. The loud and the unbothered. The Unavoidable and the Unreachable. Enemies? Definitely. Friends? Never. Something more? That's what neither of them expected. ────────── 🏆 #4 in #Minsung 🏆 #3 in #Chan 🏆 #9 in #Stay 🏆 #5 in #hanjisung 🏆 #4 in #hanjisung

Lee Minho is a junior in high school who prefers silence over attention. He speaks only when necessary, keeping his circle of friends small but steady. To most people, his sharp gaze and quiet presence make him seem intimidating-someone unapproachable, even mean. But beneath the surface, Minho is just observant, reserved, and careful with his words. Then Han Jisung transfers in. Jisung becomes noticeable almost immediately-not because he tries to be, but because he doesn't seem to fit the usual expectations. He's unexpectedly kind in ways people overlook, quick to help, quick to laugh, and quick to be misunderstood as rude or joking too much. Despite that, he rises in popularity fast, pulling people in without even trying. Minho notices him more than he intends to. Somewhere between shared hallways and brief conversations, admiration turns into something deeper-something Minho doesn't say out loud. Instead, he writes it down in a diary he keeps hidden, a place where his thoughts can exist without judgment. Over time, the distance between them shrinks. They become friends-slowly, naturally-until Minho starts to wonder what happens when feelings stop being something only written and start becoming real. But Minho's diary isn't just a collection of secrets. And one day, it opens.