Nishimura riki

Six weeks. That was all it took for Y/N to become the university's favorite joke. When the quiet transfer student from Thailand first stepped through the gates of Korea's most prestigious university, everyone noticed the same things—her striking green eyes, her long maroon hair, and the accent that slipped into her Korean whenever she was nervous. To her classmates, she wasn't a new student trying to fit in. She was an outsider. "Alien." "Tomato hair." "Go back to Thailand." The names followed her through every hallway. Laughter echoed behind her back. Notes appeared inside her locker. Even some professors turned a blind eye, and a few chuckled when cruel remarks spread across the classroom. Y/N never argued. She never fought back. She simply lowered her head, smiled as if it didn't hurt, and silently waited for each day to end. Then there was Nishimura Riki. The university's most feared student. The one teachers hesitated to scold. The one everyone stepped aside for without being asked. Rumors painted him as cold, violent, and impossible to approach. Yet, while everyone else saw a strange foreign girl to laugh at, Riki noticed something different. He noticed how she thanked cafeteria staff who ignored her. How she quietly picked up trash that wasn't hers. How she pretended not to hear the insults just so no one else would feel awkward. He never told her. He simply watched. One rainy evening, he found Y/N walking home alone beneath the pouring sky. Without a word, he opened the passenger door of his car and drove her home. She thanked him with a quiet smile, believing it was just a simple act of kindness. By the next morning, the entire university had turned that single ride into another rumor. From that day on, whenever Riki wasn't nearby, the bullying became even crueler. Her books disappeared. Her belongings were ruined. Anonymous notes filled with insults appeared wherever she went. She continued pretending everything was fine.