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It was six in the evening— that means night classes for Moonbyul. She didn't even sleep a wink ever since she woke up, not because she drank coffee, but because she can't afford to be late on her first day. She chose to sit at the back row.

"Babe, that's my seat."

"Hyej— Uh, sorr—"

"Kidding, I'll take the seat next to you if you don't mind."

Moonbyul admits that she's a bit intimidated by Hyejin.

"So, what should I call you? Moon? Byulyi? Byul? "

"Moonbyul."

"Ah, remember our drummer? Jung Wheein? Wheein— I call her baby. She's my baby."

"Are you two dating?"

"No, she doesn't even know I call her baby. That's my way of telling you not to flirt with her. But I'm this close— making her mine."

"I'm not interested.. in girls."

"Really? Not even with Kim Yongsun? Not to brag but, I'm also pretty close with her, I even call her Yong."

"Who's Kim Yongsun?"

"Are you kidding me? I get it that you're new but— one must know who is the goddess of this university! She's famous in every department, especially in our major. See those paintings? She's the inspiration behind those."

"Do you guys like, worship her? What's so special about her?"

"Every time you're with Kim Yongsun, it doesn't feel like you're in heaven— but rather in Olympus. She's the exact copy of Aphrodite minus the Trojan war. I think you should see her beauty yourself."

Moonbyul can't help it, her curiosity grew. Who is this Kim Yongsun? If these were all rumors— then it must be true. She needs to see her beauty. She might be the one who can inspire Moonbyul, she might be the one who'll be the content of Moonbyul's works— a goddess inside a masterpiece.