Han Jisung

╰┈➤ Ever since you started middle school, you began to like a boy, 𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠. He was an ordinary, lonely guy. But to you, he was more than that. 𓂃ෆ˚

☆ One day, you decided to tell him how you felt about him. After all, you were very reserved in that regard; you were usually always serious.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ The day arrived. Han happened to be sitting on a bench in the courtyard, alone as always, looking at his phone. You approached him to talk.

౨ৎ You started telling him that you found him very attractive and special, although you tried not to sound too cheesy.

When you finally finished speaking, Han remained silent, but then he looked at you with a hint of rejection. He simply replied:

— Uh... Well, thanks I guess. But you're not my type.