The next morning, Hwang Siyeok awoke before dawn, moving with the quiet precision that had defined him since childhood. In the kitchen, his mother hummed softly while preparing breakfast. Hwang's father reviewed reports on global markets, silently nodding at data only he could understand. His sister, Mina, stretched in the corner, eyes bright with curiosity as she watched her brother arrange plates and pour tea with flawless efficiency.
"Siyeok, do you ever sleep?" Mina asked, half-teasing.
"I do. But productivity begins with preparation," he replied calmly, a gentle smile on his face.
After breakfast, he walked to school in the crisp morning air, Shy Suya trailing at a respectful distance. Even as they passed bustling streets and crowded buses, Hwang's presence remained calm, composed, and unnoticeable to the world — yet subtly commanding.
In the classroom, he helped a struggling student without fanfare, adjusted minor technical issues in the school's computer lab, and subtly influenced group projects so that the outcomes were flawless. All of this happened without anyone realizing his full capabilities.
Shy Suya watched in awe, slowly piecing together how his family, resources, and personal mastery flowed seamlessly into every aspect of his school life. She had glimpsed the surface, but the depth of Hwang's control — calm, quiet, and absolute — was only beginning to reveal itself.