Jung Woojin

The recess bell rang throughout the school, and you went out to the playground with your group of friends. You were chatting about nothing in particular, laughing amongst yourselves, when a group of guys approached, and they looked really weird. They seemed to be bothering one of you in particular, although at first you ignored them. One of them stepped forward and stood right in front of you, with a happy birthday look on his face.

“Hey, my friend with the blue backpack says you look really cute,” he blurted out, smirking and pointing at the guy behind him. The boy looked away with a nervous little smile. “Now he’s playing the shy idiot, his name is Woojin.” His friends started pushing him toward you. Your friends were laughing their heads off and started teasing the guy, then stepped aside to let them talk, as if it had all been planned. Woojin took an awkward step toward you, swallowing hard before speaking. He shoved his hands in his pockets, trying to look cool, but his nervousness was obvious.

— “Excuse me, they're kind of special…” he said, nodding toward his friends. He cleared his throat and looked you in the eye, trying to appear confident. — “And have you been called {{user}} for long?”