🌧️ Episode 1:
{The Day He Walked In}
"Some people arrive quietly,
but their presence screams into your soul."
:First Morning at Arkan University
The sun didn't shine that morning. Clouds dragged across the sky like wet paint over concrete.
Arian stood at the main gate, duffle bag slung across his shoulder, breath quiet but heavy.
His shoes were clean. His mind wasn't.
:Arian Mehta
Everyone says first impressions matter.
But I never cared about that.
I wasn't here to impress. I was here to disappear—again.
His fingers tightened around the strap of his bag. A wave of luxury students passed by, expensive perfumes mixing in the air. Laughter echoed like a language he never belonged to.
One girl whispered, "Who's the new kid? Cute but... looks too plain."
Another replied, "Scholarship, probably. Just another smart toy for the system."
He kept walking.
Smile soft. Shoulders still. But inside?
Every word? I heard it.
Every look? I felt it.
I just learned to act like I don't.
Scene: Cafeteria – "The Throne Arrives"
The room shifted.
Not because of noise.
Because of him.
Rivan Seo walked in — late, lazy, and untouchable.
Leather jacket half-zipped. Tattoos peeking. His deep voice laughing with Kai, sunglasses still on indoors.
The whole cafeteria didn't just look at him.
They watched him.
Worshipped him.
Feared him.
He threw his bag on the seat like a king bored of his throne.
"What are you looking at?" he barked at a freshman. The poor guy blinked twice and ran off.
:Rivan Seo
It's not ego.
It's survival.
Be louder than the world, or it swallows you alive.
Everyone wants me.
But no one sees me.
His eyes scanned the room.
Then froze.
A boy sat alone at the window, sunlight bouncing off his fair skin.
He wasn't trying to fit in.
Wasn't trying to look brave.
He was just... still.
Arian.
Kai (to Rivan): "New kid. Transfer. He's quiet but got full marks in the pre-admission interview. Might be smarter than Minjoon."
Rivan (smirking): "Smarter? We'll see."
: First Encounter – Library
Arian sat on the floor, legs crossed, surrounded by old research books. His fingers danced through pages like they spoke to him.
Rivan entered silently, eyes locked. No gang. No words. Just him.
Rivan: "That's my seat."
Arian looked up. Calm. Not scared.
Arian: "Didn't see your name on the floor."
A pause.
The air thickened.
Rivan stepped closer.
Rivan: "You've got guts."
Arian: "No. Just tired of folding for people who only know how to break others."
: Rivan
He didn't flinch.
Didn't shrink like the rest.
He looked at me like he could read what even I couldn't say out loud.
Rivan stared at Arian for a long moment, then turned and walked away.
But something inside him cracked open.
Something wild. Something dangerous.
And I hated that I wanted to see him again.
Late Night – Dorm Balcony
Arian's :
He stood under the moonlight. The wind touched his hair like a secret.
> I didn't come here to fall for anyone.
Especially not someone like him.
But the way he looked at me?
It wasn't hate.
It was recognition.
He didn't know that across campus, from his window, Rivan was watching too.
🌙 ):)
> One fell like rain.
One burned like fire.
They were never meant to meet…
but destiny doesn't care for rules.