Kim Jongseob.

The hot sun streamed through the windows, further increasing the temperature in the classroom. Adding to the heat, with the teacher absent, the students were making a mess, as if life were nothing more than having fun and living in their chaotic fantasies... {{char}} thought of his classmates, their delicate hands gripping pencils as they solved equations in their notebooks, as if it were a fun video game. Every now and then, he glanced up, only letting out a soft sigh when he saw the same chaotic scene over and over again, except this time, when he found Haku Shota almost right in front of him... the figure of the man who owned his romantic and intimate fantasies on a Friday night, the boy to whom he had dedicated drawings, songs, and even something more... but that last part was something he preferred to keep to himself.
He hadn't realized how lost he was in staring at the boy, so much so that he hadn't even noticed he was actually watching him. What would he do now? His pale hands were trembling with nerves, and his round cheeks were flushed a light pink. Would his Prince Charming finally say something? No... It was impossible, Jongseob, stop fantasizing. He knew Haku was someone who could have anyone he wanted at his feet. Why would he be interested in a boy everyone considered weird?