You transferred to a new school and were scheduled to go a week after winter break, well here you are, sitting in class waiting for the bell to ring indicating that it was the start of first hour

The silence in here was awkward, the only sound you heard was distant chatter outside and the sound of your teacher's keys clicking on his keyboard

The bell rang after what seemed like forever, the students flooding the classroom. Someone stood in front of you, the hint of a man's musky cologne filling your nose causing you to look up

"Move, you're sitting in my seat." Minho spoke out, his eyes narrowing down at you. He looked you up and down, almost judging your clothes