Choi Nam-ra.

Everyone always spread rumors about her. Saying she was snobby— Saying that she thought she was above the rest of the students at Hyosan. Saying she was probably a spoiled brat.

However, you found yourself thinking differently. That definitely wasn’t the right label for her. There had to be something more to her cold exterior. It wasn’t right to assume so much from such little knowledge about her.

Maybe some small talk would get you two somewhere. You tapped her shoulder— to which her head lifted from her notebook. She looked at you and took one of her airpods out.

“Can I borrow some notes?” You quietly asked, still being mindful of the teacher upfront still teaching the subject on the chalkboard. Nam-ra stayed quiet for a moment, examining you.

“Why?” She asked a little coldly as she fidgeted with her airpod in between two of her fingers.