The hallway buzzed with energy as students filed into their homerooms, laughter and footsteps echoing through marbled halls. Luna walked in silence, clutching the campus map in one hand and trying to ignore the stares.
Everywhere she went, the numbers followed her—floating, glowing, judging.
> 0 Love Points.
Status: Unranked.
She found her classroom: Class 1-A, the elite section reserved for students with top LP scores. Why had she been assigned here?
As she stepped inside, the conversations stopped.
Bella Choi, ranked #2, flipped her perfectly curled hair and gave Luna a once-over. "Oh. You must be the system error."
Luna blinked. "Excuse me?"
"Relax, zero," Kai Min said from his seat near the window, twirling a pen. "You won't last a week in this class."
Luna opened her mouth, but the teacher, a sharply dressed woman with silver heels and an even sharper gaze, entered and tapped her tablet.
"Good morning, Class 1-A. We have a new student. Please welcome Chae Luna."
Silence.
The teacher gave no time for pleasantries. "Today's lesson: LP mechanics and influence theory. Open your modules."
Holographic displays bloomed above each desk, filled with charts and equations.
> Love Points are affected by emotional resonance, social chemistry, romantic tension, physical appeal, and unique charm variables.
Negative LP can occur in cases of humiliation, rejection, or public scorn.
Luna tried to focus, but she could feel eyes boring into her back. Her screen remained blank—no modules, no data. Just the blinking message:
> ACCESS DENIED. RANK: UNQUALIFIED.
She clenched her fists.
If they expect me to quit, they'll be disappointed.
Suddenly, a loud ping echoed across the classroom. Everyone's heads snapped up as the central display glitched—then updated.
> ALERT: Chae Luna – 10 LP
Status: Ranked #9,451
Gasps. Whispers. Stares.
"What the—?"
"No one gains LP during class."
"Did she just…?"
Everyone turned to Luna, who stood frozen. Her heart pounded.
> +10 LP
Source: Unknown
The teacher blinked. "That's… unusual."
Luna opened her mouth to speak—but then, another ping.
> Han Leejun – 99,989 LP
The entire room gasped. Ten points had been deducted from Leejun.
"No way," someone whispered. "That's never happened before."
Leejun, watching from the rooftop, narrowed his eyes at the message on his phone.
Did I just lose LP… to her?