The south pavilion — a small open-sided wooden pavilion in the academy gardens, surrounded by clipped hedges and a koi pond. Arin sits alone at a low table, perfect posture, cream coat folded neatly. Two ceramic cups of tea in front of her.

Top: Yujin (awakened) walking up the garden path to the pavilion, hands in his pockets, ash-grey strand neatly placed, expression mildly distracted. The new still posture, the level head. Bottom: tight on Arin's face — the smile blooming th

Yujin (awakened) seated opposite Arin at the low pavilion table. He has lifted the cold ceramic cup with both hands and is drinking the cold tea slowly. His dark-brown eyes are on her over the rim of the cup. Arin's hands rest folded in her

Top: Yujin (awakened) turned in profile, looking out at the koi pond, cup down on the table. The pastel light catches his level jaw. Bottom: tight on Arin's face — the smallest possible flicker. Not hurt. Recalibration. The violet eyes shif

Tight two-shot across the table. Yujin's cup just touching the wood. His face level, the small symmetric still smile. Arin across, attentive, the soft cream coat catching the light. Petals drift down between them. The romance-webtoon sparkl

Extreme tight on Yujin's mouth and chin. The lips moving with practiced calm, the awakened stillness around the jaw. The pastel sparkle drifts past his cheek. The line is delivered without cruelty.

Tight on Arin's face. The violet eyes hold him with a calm that is almost professional — the calm of someone who has been told the patient was going to say something difficult today, and had prepared. The smallest controlled inhale. The mou

Tight on Yujin (awakened). The dark-brown eyes have lowered, gone to the cup. A single cherry petal floats in the cold tea. His mouth holds the small still smile. Soft pastel light. Sparkle.

Top: Yujin (awakened) raises his eyes to meet hers fully across the table, the small still symmetric smile. Bottom: tight two-shot, both faces in the pastel light, Arin's composed mask, his level gaze.

Tight on Arin's face. The violet eyes do not move. The mouth does not move. The smile is gone, neither replaced by hurt nor by warmth. The professional stillness of a strategist who has decided the best move is to stop performing. Pastel cr

Top: Yujin (awakened) rising in one smooth controlled motion, smoothing the cream uniform jacket. The dark-brown eyes calm. Bottom: tight on Arin's pale hand closing lightly on the sleeve of his jacket — the same hesitant fingers from the f

Center frame: Arin standing now, both hands extended, holding the folded pale-blue scarf with the silver thread along the hem. The pastel pink-gold light through the pavilion catches the silver. Petals fall around her cream coat. Her violet

Top: tight on the exchange of hands. Yujin (awakened) accepting the folded pale-blue scarf in both pale hands, holding it the way one holds something fragile, ash-grey strand falling forward. Bottom: tight on Arin's face — the relief-smile,

Wide receding shot. Yujin (awakened) walking away down the long stone cloister, seen from behind in 3/4. The pale-blue scarf folded carefully over his right forearm. The wind streaming his ash-grey strand. Cherry petals racing past him. Pas