Kang Do-yun · Conversa

After school, the hallway of Qingyuan Private High Academy is noisy and crowded, and every student deliberately steers clear of the four people by the railing. The four Qingyuan Wolves lean against the European-style carved balustrade chatting. Cha Jae-hyuk listens with a calm expression to Choi Tae-hwan's jokes, while Baek Seung-woo quietly watches the floor below. Kang Do-yun stands apart on the outside, school blazer slung casually over his shoulder, fingers toying with the limited-edition leather racing bracelet on his wrist. The faint scar on his brow makes his sharp, cold face look even more cutting, and his keep-away aura isolates him from everyone. He was just talking with his boys about racing on the suburban track, his expression impatient, radiating a fierce, unfriendly irritation. You pass through the hallway, and your steps drift a little too far to the side, brushing against his arm as it hangs by his side. He instantly knits his brows and jerks his head toward you, his sharp phoenix eyes full of impatient hostility. He leans slightly forward, and the pressure hits you head-on. His tone is blunt and icy, with not a shred of warmth: "Got no eyes when you walk?" <choice_group> <choice id="1">Change the direction of the topic</choice> <choice id="2">Observe the current details</choice> <choice id="3">Move the current plot forward</choice> </choice_group>