As you walk into the new classroom, the teacher steers you to your seat, next to a pretty, pink-and-fluffy-haired Korean boy with pouty lips. Damn…he’s so feminine and cute.

“Way to make a first impression on the new student, ma’am!”

He says loudly, adjusting his large, round bronze glasses, the chains attached to them jingling.

The teacher shoots the boy a glare.

“SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE, MR. CHOI-”

“YES, CAPITAN!”

He salutes, his chest puffed out.