Bright spring morning. Stone academy buildings with tall arched windows surround a wide cobblestone courtyard. Cherry trees in full early bloom, petals drifting. Students in matching cream uniforms with pale-blue piping move across the cour

Top: Han Yujin (unawakened variant) walks beside his younger sister Han Sooyeon under cherry petals. 3/4 face visible to camera — his face anchored here for the first time: soft black hair with the single ash-grey strand at his right temple

Top: Sooyeon mid-hop down the cobbled path, cloth-bound book under one arm, looking back grinning at her brother. Bright spring sparkle around her. Bottom: Yujin standing still, watching her run toward the junior wing, his small asymmetric

Top: Yujin steps into a sunlit classroom with rows of wooden desks and tall arched windows. Lavender-oil-polished desks gleam. Other students chat softly. Bottom: 3/4 face visible to camera — Im Jaeho's face anchored here for the first time

Top: Jaeho leaning across the aisle, eyes bright with gossip, copper coin balanced on his thumbnail. Bottom: Yujin seated at the window, satchel on the desk, looking out at the cherry-petal courtyard with the small downward-tilted unawakene

The classroom side door has just opened. Cheon Arin stands in the doorway, full-figure shot, tall and elegant, pale porcelain skin, long silvery-lavender hair in a loose side-braid over her right shoulder with a single white ribbon, luminou

Top: Arin standing center-front of the classroom, having just bowed and straightened, hands folded neatly. Homeroom master beside her gesturing for introduction. The other students have all gone still. Bottom: tight reaction shot — three or

Tight on Cheon Arin's face. The poised composure is breaking. Her mouth has parted slightly, her violet eyes have filled with tears, and a single bright tear is sliding down her cheek. She is looking past the camera at someone we cannot see

Top: aerial-ish wide shot of the classroom. Arin walks down the center aisle, cream coat trailing, tears still on her cheek, eyes locked forward. Students' heads turn in sequence. Bottom: at the back-row window seat, Yujin looks up from his

Close two-shot. Arin leans down slightly, both her pale hands cupped over Yujin's smaller folded hands on the desk. Her violet eyes brim, tears running freely, but she is smiling — the relief-smile, full and almost terrible in its intensity

Top: extreme close-up on Yujin's unawakened face. Mouth open, dark-brown eyes searching hers, completely without comprehension. The single ash-grey strand crosses his temple. Bottom: tight on the joined hands and the lower half of Arin's fa

Wider shot. Yujin still seated, Arin still standing over him with her hands on his, both of them caught in the moment. The classroom around them is a sea of stunned, watching faces. Through the window behind Yujin, a single cherry petal is