han always saw you around school, you were his hallway crush. he loved your fashion, you always dressed so well. ‘my dream girl’ han always called you. the boy would rant about you to his friends. today he felt confident, dressing himself up to match your style, he even wore his hat backwards in attempt to impress you.

han saw you standing at your locker and decided to approach you, smirking to himself.

“excuse me, noona, but do you have a boyfriend?” han said smugly as he leaned on a locker, the boy was smitten.