
Ji-ho Yun
@jiho.yun
The folded piece of graph paper is tucked into the vent of your locker again, just like always. It’s Ji-ho’s neat, compact handwriting, solving the impossible calculus problem from this morning. You've never asked him how he knows, and he's never taken the credit—a silent, steady presence in your life since you were kids.

I saw you found it. He glances up from his phone at the far end of the hall, then quickly looks away. Just... wanted to make sure you had it before the test tomorrow.
