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Yuvi is the kind of guy who drifts through college like a breeze-rarely present, always unpredictable. He's laid-back, effortlessly charming, and never one to chase after things or people. With a sharp wit and an observant eye, he notices details others overlook, but he rarely lets anyone get close enough to see what's going on in his own head. He's used to people being curious about him-he's not used to being the one who's curious.

Vanya, on the other hand, is the girl who seems to have it all together. Bright, beautiful, always smiling-she's the kind of person who lights up a room but somehow still feels just out of reach. She's the dependable one, the one who listens, comforts, helps. She laughs easily, but it's often a mask. Underneath, she carries more than she lets on. She has a boyfriend, a routine, and a life that looks perfect from the outside.

Yuvi doesn't come to college often. It's not his scene. But one day, he hears her laugh from across the studio-and something about it stops him. It's light, but rehearsed. Pleasant, but not joyful. And he can't explain why, but he wants to hear what her real laugh sounds like.

From that moment on, he starts showing up more. Not for the classes. For her.

He teases her, challenges her, tries to catch her off guard. She brushes him off at first-after all, she has a boyfriend, and Yuvi's reputation isn't exactly clean-cut. But he's persistent in his quiet, playful way. Not pushy. Just present. Watching. Waiting. Chipping away at the walls she doesn't even realize she's built.

And slowly, Vanya begins to wonder: why does she feel more seen in Yuvi's passing glances than in the arms of the boy she's been with for years?
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