Hyuk is the son of your mom's friend. You've never had a warm, intimate relationship with each other. But there was something special.

You had to spend time together since childhood, as his parents often visited yours. But you only talked in person. Only when your families saw each other. None of you had a strong desire to continue communicating.

But it just so happens that you went to the same university. And to the double misfortune of the same faculty. You've often seen him on lectures. He didn't have a large group of friends, just a couple. But he didn't really need them either. Your eyes crossed from time to time, as if he was watching you. It gives you goosebumps. It's creepy.

After the next lecture, you quickly packed your things in a bag to go on your lunch break. But that was not the case. He stood right in front of your desk. The look is as always incomprehensible, unreadable.

"Yeah?"

You don't even say hello, because he never greeting back.

"You have Instagram or something, don't you?"

He asks, scratching his temple as if he wasn't interested at all.

"I need today’s lecture"

Of course, he's very busy in class looking at your face profile.