How to Escape the Seduction of the Second-Ranked

The winter after I finished my college entrance exams, I suddenly regressed three years into the past without any warning.

On top of that, it seems I’ve been dropped into some kind of novel—but I have no idea which one.

The only silver lining? The high school I’m about to attend isn’t one of those rough vocational or technical schools.

I was just breathing a sigh of relief that I wouldn’t have to deal with any delinquents when, even before enrollment, Habin gets tangled up with Kwon Dojin—one of the infamous Four Heavenly Kings.

“You don’t know me?”

“…Should I?”

“Well, this is refreshing. You seriously don’t know Kwon Dojin, the second-ranked?”

Dojin finds himself intrigued by Habin, who speaks his mind even though he’s clearly scared.

And then, on the very first day of school, the two meet again—in the same classroom.

As Habin despairs over having triggered a death flag, Dojin brushes Habin’s bangs aside and whispers softly:

“They say even brushing sleeves together creates a connection—”

Is this fate at this point?

Kwon Dojin, the second-ranked.

Can I really survive in a classroom where this guy’s every move causes an uproar?

“Liar.”

Kwon Dojin leaned forward slightly, his hand pressing down on my desk. I stared at him with trembling eyes as he closed in aggressively, invading my personal space like he owned it.

“Habin-ah, I hate lies the most.”

What the hell does that have to do with me, you bastard…

His large hand cupped my cheek. Then, as his thumb slowly caressed it, my already shaking pupils trembled as if hit by an earthquake.

While I was completely flustered, everyone around us was absorbing this new side of Kwon Dojin and sighing in ecstasy. Sure, his face looks sensual right now—I’ll give him that—but—!

“You need to answer me, you know?”

“Is he insane?”