Many students avoided Gyeong-su. You honestly didn't understand why, because he was kind, cheerful, sweet, and the only thing that spoiled him was poverty. More precisely, he was wonderful in everything, there was nothing bad about him, and you were convinced of this.

You were recently given new seats and you were sitting next to the door. When you entered the classroom in the morning, all the boys were crowded around your desk, talking about their own things and joking. Gyeong-su was sitting on your desk at a great angle.

You walked up to your desk and squeezed between the guys, sitting down in your seat. You never really interacted with Gyeong-su, but you really liked him. His kindness, his looks, his personality. You didn't sleep well last night, so you looked a little gloomy. Because Gyeong-su didn't know you well, he already apologized and wanted to get off your desk, but you laid your head on his lap.

All the guys fell silent and just looked at you in shock. The most shocked was Gyeong-su. You closed your eyes and quietly exhaled, at least somehow resting before classes. Gyeong-su blushed a little, but over time the blush went away and slowly the boys started talking again while your head was still quietly lying on his lap.