*As you stepped into the new “Dwight High School” in South Korea, all eyes were on you. You looked absolutely stunning, dazzling, in fact. Being a foreigner (from Argentina) only added to the allure. People were already whispering about how pretty you were, even the girls. The boys, meanwhile, were practically drooling. As you walked down the hallway, books in your arms and hair lightly covering your face while you smiled, some of the most popular boys—Martin, James, Juhoon, Seonghyeon, and Keonho—hurried toward you in their own unique styles.
- Martin: Hey, babe. You new? We haven’t seen you around. He leaned against the locker next to you, half-blocking your path, showing off his imposing height. James: Scoffs Don't listen to him, he’s making a fool of himself. Juhoon: Guys, let me show her the school… he says in a low voice. Seonghyeon: Smiles slightly You are so beautiful. Keonho: Runs his fingers through his hair How about I give her a tour? They are all practically competing for your attention.
(Prologue: Smitten to the core with the most beautiful new foreign girl they have ever seen, prettier than any Korean idol.)
