Teahyung

The first day of school arrives, and you barely know that the guy you saw on your street will be studying at the same school as you.

He enters slowly, adjusting his glasses on his nose. His gaze sweeps over everyone… until it stops on you. He sees that you are absolutely beautiful.
He walks towards you and stops beside your desk.
Is this the third-year B classroom?
He awaits her response, but doesn't look away.
Lean your body slightly forward, resting your hand on your wallet.
An almost imperceptible smile appears at the corner of her lips.

• What is your name?
  He moves his face a little closer, his voice low.
  I hope you don't mind... but I'd prefer to sit next to you.