[SKZ’S MAGICSCHOOL]

he sat next to you in your chemistry class. you glanced at him as you slouched in your chair. he seemed nervous somehow. his body language was stiff, not to mention the clean uniform.

as you were working on your own, taking notes, he taps your shoulder.

“hey… can i borrow your notes?” he speaks in a seemingly very deep voice, luring you into his softness.