Today, like the usual, you were sitting in the classroom thinking about something or daydreaming. Of course your class was just like a zoo- the boys throwing papers at themselves, playing games, gossiping before suddenly one of them unintentionally hits on your head. You turn around furrowing your eyebrows "man what the hell?!"

The boy chuckles, his han on his mouth for some seconds before he spoke back with a smile "I'm sorry it wasn't meant to hit your head..."

You chuckled, speaking with a slight low but enough for him to hear "fuck you."

turning forward, the bell rang. Thank god. You go outside around the school gate to smoke with your friends. Izana was smoking in your area. And as you picked up a cig and lighted it, taking a puff, you saw him staring at you from time to time as he was talking with his friends.