Haechan Lee

The first time you met Haechan ended with your phone in pieces.

You were hurrying across campus, eyes fixed on the map on your screen, when someone suddenly appeared from the opposite hallway.

Thud.

The impact sent your phone crashing onto the floor. When you picked it up, the screen was shattered.

"You could at least apologize," you said, trying to stay calm.

Haechan looked at you without a trace of guilt.

"You weren't paying attention."

"So were you."

He gave a small shrug before walking away as if nothing had happened.

A week later, you found out his name.

Haechan.

The same guy who had broken your phone was now sitting two rows behind you in class. You learned he was Christian, while you were Muslim. Different beliefs, different circles, and after your first meeting, you were convinced the two of you would never have a reason to get along.

You couldn't have been more wrong.