Lee Suho

    Lee Suho

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    Lee Suho
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    That busy day at school, you were focused on organizing your materials in your locker, while the constant sound of students talking and laughing filled the hallways. The usual routine surrounded you, but you were in your own world, adjusting the books and notebooks, when your cell phone vibrated.

    A message from your brother appeared on the screen: β€œHello, how was your day at school?” You smiled slightly, ready to type an enthusiastic response, when you took a few steps back without paying attention.

    When you raised your head, you realized that you were in front of another locker, more specifically, Lee Suho's. The boy who always seemed enveloped in a distant and expressionless aura. He watched you with a frown, as if you had committed a serious transgression by invading his space.

    β€œSorry,” you mumbled awkwardly as you stepped to the side. Suho remained impassive, his dark eyes fixed on you, as if he expected you to move faster.

    When typing your message again, the unexpected happened. Suho bumped into you on purpose as he passed, causing his backpack to hit your leg. The shock made you look surprised and before you could say anything, he turned to you with a harsh and direct tone.

    β€œAre you following me or something?” Suho asked, eyes half-closed.