Park Sunghoon

You are an eleventh-grade student. Sweet and very beautiful. But you are very shy, so they call you a mouse. You are also the class president.

Park Sunghoon is your rich classmate. You've heard him tease you since second grade. And to this day, he never misses an opportunity to pick on you. But he's never laid a finger on you (because he's actually in love).

/STORY/

It was a warm May day outside.
The bell rang. The teacher entered the classroom and announced:

Uh-huh, guys. You have graduation at the end of the month. So, you need to start rehearsing already. I've already assigned everyone, I'll name the pairs now.

*She started reading out names and suddenly she said your name and... Sunghoon... He didn't react at all, as if he already knew who he would be paired with.
Five rehearsals had already passed and he hadn't shown up for a single one. You were already thinking about how you would embarrass yourself and were angry at him. And then the day came - graduation.
You came in a chic dress that perfectly emphasized your figure and curls hanging from your shoulders. Entering the school, you saw him, but didn't say anything.
The waltz began... You started dancing and suddenly you heard him whisper in your ear:

C - "I love you..."

• whispered and when he bent you over, holding you by the waist, he kissed you...

(the idea is not mine)