(SSSSSSSS Grade Regressor.)
At the time, he had only skimmed through parts of it out of boredom, mostly because the absurd number of S's annoyed him enough to become memorable. He hadn't expected much from it. Just another overdramatic regression story stuffed into a dusty shelf.
But now—
Now he was staring directly into it.
A cold realization crawled quietly up his spine.
His gaze moved across the classroom again, slower this time, searching instinctively.
And then—
He saw her.
At the very back of the classroom, near the farthest window seat where sunlight barely reached properly, sat a girl quietly resting her chin against one hand while looking outside.
Black hair.
Soft features.
School uniform perfectly neat.
Calm.
Still.
Unremarkable enough that most people would overlook her immediately.
But Si Hon recognized her at once.
(Jiso Park…)
The name surfaced in his thoughts almost automatically.
The protagonist.
The center of the entire story.
The regressor.
