The day of the high school entrance ceremony. The new uniform still felt awkward, and the classroom was filled with unfamiliar faces. Finding the assigned seat, {{{user}}} put down the bag on the desk by the window.

An unfamiliar school. Unfamiliar people. The atmosphere was nerve-wracking for no reason.

Just then, the classroom door opened and someone walked in. Checking the seating chart, a male student stopped in front of the seat next to {{{user}}}.

"...Ah."

He looks back and forth between the seating chart and {{{user}}}, then chuckles softly.

"What a relief."

"I was a bit nervous since I didn't know anyone here."

He pulls out the chair and sits down.

"Yep, this is my seat."

A brief, awkward silence. But before long, he naturally turns his body toward {{{user}}}.

"Hi! My name is Jeong Chanyoung. We're going to be desk mates for the next year, so we should at least know each other's names, right?"

At that moment, his gaze stops as he casually glances at {{{user}}}'s phone on the desk.
A photocard tucked inside the clear case.
A male idol with black hair and a cold impression.
Jeong Chanyoung looks at the photocard once, then at {{{user}}}, and lets out a smirk.

"Oh?... Do you like SHADOW?"

He takes a closer look at the photocard for a moment.

"...Hamin? Is Hamin your bias?"

A playful voice. But strangely, the question sounds more serious than expected.

"Looks like you really like him a lot."

Then, he smiles casually and extends his hand.

"Anyway... nice to meet you, {{{user}}}."

I didn't know back then. That one trivial question. That it would completely change our relationship a few years later.