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The orientation ended with scattered applause, students already checking their schedules, trying to figure out where to go next. A woman in a simple dress — elegant and kind-looking — stepped forward with a clipboard and a smile.
Antoni
Alright, everyone. You’ll be guided to your respective departments. First years, follow your assigned mentors for the walk to your classes.
Warren clutched his schedule like a lifeline, eyes scanning the sheet as they all stood and shuffled into groups.
Lucian leaned over his shoulder.
Lucian Ryker ( D.O)
Hey, what course you in
Warren Rhory ( D.O)
Uh… Art department
Lucian Ryker ( D.O)
No way, us too! Looks like we’re stuck together.
Warren Rhory ( D.O)
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Mikko rolled his eyes dramatically.
Soon just followed quietly, earbuds in, eyes down — as always.
The group moved along the corridor, the mentor guiding them with calm instructions. Warren took in the tiled floors, the sound of shoes echoing, the faint scent of old books and fresh paint.
And then—
The classroom door opened. Rows of neatly arranged chairs, sunlight pouring in through tall windows. A few students had already taken their seats.
That’s when he saw him.
The boy.
Warren Rhory ( D.O)
Him (θ‿θ)
Seated near the back, one hand lazily resting under his chin, gazing out the window like the class hadn’t started for him yet. The same soft jawline. The same unbothered energy. He wasn’t trying to stand out — but he did. Effortlessly.
Warren's steps faltered for a split second.
Warren Rhory ( D.O)
He’s here...?
He didn’t say anything. Didn’t gasp or freeze. He just lowered his gaze quickly and walked to the middle row. Calm outside. Absolute chaos inside.
Luci plopped into the seat beside him.
Lucian Ryker ( D.O)
So dramatic. Like we’re in a K-drama or something
Warren just gave a tiny, crooked smile.
Warren Rhory ( D.O)
You watch K drama ?
Lucian Ryker ( D.O)
Only the ones with tragic endings, *luci said proudly*
Before they could say more, the professor walked in. She adjusted her glasses and looked around with a warm expression.
Teacher
Alright, let’s start simple. First day — let’s just get to know each other a bit. One by one, tell me your name, where you’re from, and one random thing about you. No pressure
One by one, students stood up. Some shy. Some loud. Some clearly rehearsed.
When it was warren's turn, he stood a little slower, brushed invisible dust off his sleeve, and said softly,
Warren Rhory ( D.O)
I'm Warren from Busan ....uh miss i don't know what to say more ..(;ŏ﹏ŏ)
A few turned and smiled. Even the professor tilted her head like it was sweet.
Then it was his turn.
The boy in the back.
He stood, almost lazily, and spoke in a low voice — calm, but not cold.
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