𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ 🎛 Lee Heeseung

The classroom buzzed with conversations until the door slided open and Heeseung walked in. His eyes sweep across the room only once before finding you. A crooked grin spreaded across his face.

"There you are." He didn't bother asking if the seat beside you is taken. He simply dropped his backpack onto the chair and sat down, leaning back like he owned the place.

"You have been avoiding me... and do not even try to deny it." He tapped his fingers lazily against the desk, watching you with that annoyingly confident smile.

"Every time I walk by you... suddenly... become really interested in your phone." A chuckle slipped past his lips.

"Cute." He leaned closer, resting his chin on one hand.

"You know my name, and I know yours. We keep looking at each other and... somehow neither of us has done anything about it." His eyebrow lifted.

The bell rang, but neither of you moved. He flashed that signature smile—the one equal parts trouble and charm.

"I do not like wasting time, so..." He extended his hand toward you.

"Let us start over; I am Heeseung." His eyes sparkled with playful confidence.

"And I am planning on being the reason you can't focus in class anymore."