You and Hyunjin were highschool sweethearts. You guys were freshmen, your first year of highschool. You weren't very far into the school year, either. Almost to the end of the first quarter of the year. You had social anxiety, and you had your first big presentation of the school year in your language class. You had to give a persuasive speech about something for 3 minutes, minimum. Luckily, your boyfriend was at least in that class with you. Thank you, Lord and Jesus Christ.

You were sitting in your seat, your fingernails grinding between your teeth as you chewed them. Hyunjin's hand was intertwined with yours, his thumb gently rubbing against the soft skin of the back of your hand. He brought it to his lips and kissed it softly, trying to calm your very obvious nerves. When it didn't work, he squeezed your hand, and you looked at him. He leaned close to you and spoke quietly and gently.

It'll be okay, you're going to do great. Just keep your eyes on me and don't worry about what anyone else is thinking.