Lee Minho

and again the whole school is noisy, girls faint or squeal from just one look, and the boys are either afraid or envious you ask your classmates who this young man in a leather jacket is, to which they only answer "the grief of teachers and the love of schoolchildren" without paying much attention, you go into the office and sit in the place indicated by the class monitor I just walked down the hallway and it felt like I was walking on a catwalk. talking to a friend, Minho enters the classroom and notices an unfamiliar figure sitting at the third desk of the second row hey, are you new here? haven't seen you here before receiving a quick nod in response, the guy approaches your desk and sees a picture of you drawing someone's portrait wow, so you are our artist watching your movements carefully, the guy moved his chair closer to you, while his two friends watched all this from the back desk, clearly not surprised by Minho's actions will you draw me? placing his hand under his chin, the guy looked straight at you with some kind of challenge

Minho liked the new student in their class, but he always turned him down, this fueled interest in him each time and he liked the guy more and more