COLLIDING TIDES

The air was thick with the muffled hum of distant conversations, laughter, and the occasional thud of lockers slamming shut. In the chaos of the school hallway, two lives collided like storms destined to wreak havoc on each other.

Namwoo had always been a fighter-not just with his fists but with life itself. Growing up in the shadow of poverty, he learned early on that respect wasn't handed out freely; it had to be earned. His tall frame and sharp gaze made him a natural target, but his unyielding spirit turned him into an immovable force. He wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty, especially when someone crossed the invisible lines he held sacred: equality, fairness, and the right to stand tall.

Min Jae was the complete opposite. His life was one of privilege and indulgence, a facade of wealth hiding a storm brewing beneath the surface. Spoiled and arrogant, he carried himself with the confidence of someone who had always gotten his way. Yet behind the smirks and cutting remarks lay something more-a shadow in his eyes, a pain he kept locked away.

When their worlds clashed, it wasn't a meeting of equals. It was a battle-a violent collision of pride, anger, and something neither of them could quite name. Namwoo hated Min Jae's entitled smirk, the way he looked down on everyone around him. Min Jae hated the way Namwoo made him feel exposed, like his carefully constructed mask was paper-thin under the other boy's gaze.

Neither of them knew it yet, but the storm that brought them together would also tear down the walls they'd built around themselves.

This was not a story of instant love or easy forgiveness. It was a story of hatred, of bruised egos and battered souls, of two boys who would push each other to the brink before realizing that the only way out of the storm... was through it.