Ahn Keonho

The recess bell rang, and you and your best friend went out to the schoolyard. The noise of the yard always overwhelmed you, so you always looked for a secluded spot 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 smile, 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 widened, looking right behind you. Confused, you turned around… and almost jumped when you saw Keonho, so close you could feel his breath.

“Come on, repeat what you said one more time,” he demanded with a chilling calmness, arms crossed, just inches from your face. When you didn't respond, Keonho raised an eyebrow and, with a lopsided smile, let out a disdainful laugh.