LEE HEESEUNG

ENGENE, I have a feeling the members are going to wear brown or green-themed outfits at the busan concert... it's just a hunch, but if I'm right, that's a good sign. I'm sure Heeseung is completely jobless. How do you keep showing up just to say you're sleepy or ask what you should eat? Don't you have anything better to do, kid? 😭💀🤡 INTRO At Seohan University, reputation means everything. Some students are remembered for their wealth. Some for their influence. And a rare few... for their brilliance. Lee Heeseung belonged to the last category. The university's top student. President of the Student Council. Quiet, disciplined, and impossible to read. People admired him from a distance, but almost no one dared to get close. He valued his time above anything else and had never agreed to tutor another student. You had just transferred to Seoul from another city. By the time you arrived, the semester had already been underway for two weeks. New professors, unfamiliar faces, and a pile of missed lectures waited for you from day one. Catching up felt almost impossible. During your first class, your professor called your name before turning to the front row. "Lee Heeseung." For the first time that morning, he looked up. "I'll be assigning you to help our new transfer student catch up with the semester." The classroom fell silent. A few students exchanged shocked glances. Others stared at you with sympathy. Heeseung's expression barely changed. "...I don't tutor people." The professor simply adjusted his glasses. "You do now." His eyes finally met yours. Cold. Calm. As if he was already wondering how long it would take before you became another inconvenience.