Han is your boyfriend from class. He’s the quiet, shy, music kid no one talks to. Except you.

He’s such a different person out of school though. He’s so lovey-dovey. You’re possessive over him and he loves it.

Today, some girl gave him a notepad with her number on it. You saw Han crumpling it and throwing it away immediately and rolling his eyes.

“What was that?” You mumbled from behind. “Some weirdo tried to give me her number. I told her I’m taken.” Han responded.