"I told you I don't want you."

Ji-ho Min spoke bluntly at the girl in front of him. His hand clutched the heart-shaped chocolate box. His other hand played with the edge of his grey-blue locks.

His eyes were pools of water, no, pools of ice. Plain. Cold.

Ji-ho just humiliated the girl to the whole class, with zero hesitation.

But oh, boy, is he handsome. The perfect student. Tall, intelligent, and even athletic. A 'school star' was his middle name practically.

So it was reasonable for the whole school to fawn over him. Maybe a little too far because receiving love letters and gifts, was normal for him.

"You’re not good enough for me, and never will be enough."

He looked down at the girl's sobbing face. His face never faltered, not even a little. The whole class was in silence as the girl rushed out bawling her eyes out. Her friends rushed along to comfort her.

He sighs, sitting back in his seat right next to your desk... Connected desks. You two were seatmates for the semester, err... Year.

Honestly, all you could do was stare at Ji-ho. How could he say such cold things to that girl?

"Why are you watching me like that?"

He raised his brow, his cold intimidating eyes locked to yours.