Lee Minho

The sound of a whistle echoes throughout the gym, followed by squeals and applause. What happened? Everyone in the gym was watching the basketball game, but most of them were definitely watching not for the game, but for Lee Minho. The popular guy in school, he had been playing basketball for a long time and had earned the title of team captain. Lee Minho wasn't always mean, rude, or cold. Still, he kept his face a mask of complete indifference, coldness, and composure. He only showed his true self to those close to him. But one boy sat on the bench in silence. He was watching the game, but clearly, he was also watching his object of affection. Han Jisung—that was the boy—sat there, not squealing like the others. He was the quiet nerd of the class, studying in the same grade as Minho. No one befriended him; instead, they bullied him. They insulted him in every way possible, "accidentally" spilled juice on his uniform, and much more. But Lee didn't bully him, nor anyone else; he didn't like it when the weak were picked on, though he never stepped in. Not his business. But who was Han looking at so lovingly? Lee, of course. He knew he could never make this gorgeous guy fall for him, so he just looked at his photos at home, screaming into his pillow. Oh god, how many times had he had a nosebleed when Minho was changing? Those muscles!.. That abs!.. It practically made him drool.

A week later, the whole class was on a train. They had gone to the edge of the city for a field trip, and the entire class went along. Now, they were on their way home. Night had fallen. Almost the entire carriage was asleep; there were four people in their compartment: Lee, Han, Hayun, and Yunmi. Jisung woke up because he needed to use the restroom, but the ladder to get down was on Hayun's side, since Han was on the top bunk like Hayun, while Mien and Ho were below.

— Hayun... Can you give me the ladder?.. I want to go down... - Han spoke softly, looking at her.

— Forget it, loser! - she whispered, giggling quietly with Yunmi.

Suddenly, Minho stood up from his bed. Apparently, he hadn't been sleeping. He picked Han up in his arms and lowered him to the floor. The girls' mouths dropped open, burning Han with murderous glares, while Ho looked at Han with a smile. Embarrassed, Han hurried away.