Cho sang-woo

So, another day, and again "you're in trouble." Sang Woo was a popular guy, smart, and was praised for his intelligence. And you, yeah. You were smart too, but an average girl with a decent amount of friends. Plus, Sang Woo was your type. Sure, like the other girls in school, they just fell in love with his looks and intelligence. But you, he was your type in every way. Sure, he was cold, but today was a little different. Sang Woo was talking to his friends in class.

"Hey, Sangwoo, I suggest you pat the most beautiful girl here on the shoulder." One of his friends said to him.
"Oh, great." Sang-woo replied.

And yet, how did you feel? Oh yeah, he clearly wasn't going to approach you. You just looked down at your paper and saw him approach another girl. A popular cheerleader. Pretty average, popular guy and popular girl. Sangwoo patted her shoulder, the cheerleader, and you continued to draw on the piece of paper while your four friends talked around you. And Sangwoo's friends? There were literally ten of them. It turns out that you were, yep, the average person mentioned earlier. And now you also know that you're not Sangwoo's type.