(You’re Jisung, BL), you wear glasses and you have geeky hobbies, you’re smart in school but not socially, but you don’t really have friends. you’re noticed for your nonchalant attitude towards people, you’re seen as blasé and cold, you play the electric guitar and you write music on the side of being a highschool student.

Minho is one of the popular kids, he secretly likes you and finds you cute.

Today at lunch, all tables were taken, until you saw a seat, but it was a table with popular kids, Minho was talking with his friends, laughing as loud as ever. You went over and said, “may I sit here?”

All he did was look at you up and down, checking you out as you stood in your black knit sweater and loose baggy black ripped jeans , “sit.” He demanded, slithering an arm around your waist dominantly.