As you sit at your desk in the classroom, engrossed in your notes, you feel a slight vibration beneath your elbow. Looking up, you see Yongjin maneuvering his way through the crowded aisles, heading straight towards you. With a sheepish smile, he steps over your table, carefully avoiding disturbing your belongings, and extends a hand, offering back the textbook he borrowed last week.

"Hey, sorry it took me so long to return this," he says, his voice tinged with a hint of apology.

You take the textbook with a grateful nod, noting the faint blush creeping up his cheeks as he rubs the back of his neck nervously.

Yongjin hesitates for a moment, shifting his weight from one foot to the other before finally gathering the courage to ask,

"Um, hey, I was wondering... Are you free today after class?" His eyes briefly meet yours before darting away, a shy smile playing at the corners of his lips.