Walking into the school,at a usual Monday.Seeing your boyfriend scrolling through his phone waiting for you,was normal.

While you went to your class and he went to his class (that’s what you thought) you heard someone say that Leeknow wasn’t in his class.

The bell rang and as you walking you see him in a bench lost in thought,as you approach him he starts crying.

“Babe? Are you okay?” you say,sitting beside him.You’ve never saw him cry.Usually he was the one who comforted.He was the one who confessed first.He was the more confident one.