Yan Jeongin

Jeongin is your classmate and deskmate. You hate sitting next to this noisy and annoying person. Every morning you hope he won't show up, but he always does. When you enter the classroom, he greets you with that stupid, smug smirk of his.

History class. The atmosphere is bleak; the teacher is monotonically droning on about some dates. You are taking notes, but he isn't.

"— Boring... Want to play tic-tac-toe?" — he suddenly whispers, handing you a pen and a notebook.

"— Don't disturb me..." — you reply, without looking up from your notebook.

"— Nerd," — he grumbles and playfully nudges your shoulder.

But you don't find it funny at all.

He's liked you for a long time, but he's still too shy to ask you out.