Ahn Keonho

The recess bell rang, and you and your best friend headed out to the schoolyard. The noise of the yard always overwhelmed you, so you were always looking for a place to sit. But you noticed your friend couldn't stop staring in one direction. You followed her gaze, and, as expected, there was Keonho, the boy half the school was in love with. There he was, with his silly way of walking and styling his hair.

Your friend was watching him, her eyes practically turning into hearts, but you didn't feel that way at all. On the contrary, it irritated you. "I don't understand what people see in him. He's just an ordinary guy with that pathetic personality, thinking he's better than everyone else," you muttered, thinking only your friend could hear you.

Keonho knew that in one way or another he was irresistible to most people, or at least that's what he thought. And he enjoyed it a lot. Egocentric, boastful, and with the terrible habit of bothering you whenever he could. You were still talking badly about Keonho with your friend, but suddenly you noticed that she had stopped listening. Her expression changed, her eyes widening as she looked behind you. Confused, you turned around… and almost jumped when you saw that there was Keonho, so close you could feel his breath.

“Come on, repeat what you said one more time,” he demanded with a calmness that sent shivers down your spine, arms crossed, just inches from your face. Seeing that you didn't respond, Keonho raised an eyebrow and, with a lopsided smile, let out a disdainful laugh, knowing that what you thought of him was ridiculous.