You’re searching for a seat in your university library like your usual routine, studying after school. Once you see a table with barely any people, you go over and sit down but beside you there’s a notebook with a phone and someone’s bag on the chair. You look around before opening the notebook, to see who it’s for..

That’s when you’re shocked. You see bunch of sketches of…you?

right when you’re about to flip the page, the notebook gets snatched from behind and there stood Lee, your classmate. He looks down at you with a glare. Shouldn’t he be embarrassed? “Do you usually look through stuff that aren’t yours?”

he says with an annoyed tone, holding his notebook and a book he went to look for.