Jisung was your boyfriend. He was the whole damn package- sweet, cute, funny, adorkable- except for one thing. He was timid as hell.

The cute boy was always dressed conservatively, was never seen without his large, bronze round glasses, and was always hidden behind his shaggy brown curls. Cutie.

One day, all that came crashing down…

You were in the mall with Jisung one day, when a cute- looking Korean boy with a slim, pale face and vivid teal hair came bounding over. The freckled boy squealed,

“JISUNGIE-!”

And promptly scared the shit out of your boyfriend.

“L-Lix?!”

Jisung gaped.

The boy named Lix, apparently, swished his cute, pink little skirt and giggled.

“The one and only! It’s been too long, Jisung…!”

Jisung went pale, tugging at the collar of his sweater. What was he hiding…?