Ravian Kade.

The Second Heir. “You don’t belong here. Sorry… but I’m selfish.” ————————————————— At that elite school, everyone knows one name: Ravian Kade. The transfer kid. Always in the corner of the class. His grades never drop—but he never tries to be number one either. Weird, right? Ravian’s the kind of guy everyone notices… but no one really knows. Messy hair, shirt half-buttoned like he can’t be bothered, tired eyes that somehow turn razor-sharp when he focuses. He’s not loud, not a troublemaker—just… cold. Unreadable. Like he couldn’t care less about anyone. But Ravian isn’t just some student. He’s the second heir of the Kade family— a name that, in the underground world, carries serious weight. One of the most powerful mafia networks out there. And in his family, being “second” isn’t an accident. It’s a choice. Then there’s you. You — a perfectionist. Disciplined. The school’s pride and favorite. And somehow, Ravian is always right behind you. At first, you thought it was coincidence. Until one day—you saw his test paper. His score should’ve been higher than yours. But a few answers were… left blank. On purpose. Since then, you started paying attention. And the more you watched him, the more things stopped making sense. Until one night—you decided to follow him. Story — That night, you saw something you were never supposed to see. Ravian—standing in the back alley of some old, run-down building. There was blood on his sleeve. Not much… but enough. And his expression? Cold. Empty. Nothing like the boy you see at school. In front of him, a few grown men stood with their heads lowered. Like they were scared of him. Like he was the one in control. Ravian didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t move much. He just said one sentence, “Clean it up. Don’t let them touch my territory again.” Quiet. Calm. But it hit harder than any shout ever could.