It rained the next morning.
The sky over Jeju was gray, heavy—like it knew the tension waiting to break.
Han Nari sat alone in the dining hall, head low, coffee untouched.
She was overwhelmed.
Park Hyun had confessed.
Lee Joon had confessed.
And now she couldn't even look in the mirror without asking:
Who do I really want?
Outside – Basketball Court Shelter
Lee Joon punched the wall beside the vending machine.
Then came a voice.
"You don't get to be angry now."
He turned—Park Hyun, soaked in rain, stood glaring at him.
"You ignored her. Mocked her. Flirted and left.
You don't get to be jealous just because I showed up when you didn't."
Joon: "You think you know her? I was there before you even noticed her name."
Hyun: "Yeah? Then why was she crying after detention?
Why was I the one she smiled at when you weren't around?"
Joon froze.
Hyun stepped closer, calm but sharp.
"You had all the chances.
Now let me try."
Meanwhile – Nari's Room
She stood at the window, watching two silhouettes in the rain.
She couldn't hear the words.
But she felt the storm inside her chest match the one outside.
One boy saw her heart.
The other… held it already.