Heeseung. Hot. Mysterious. Flirty. Bad boy. Heeseung was new to your school, transferring his junior year. But all of the girls in your class were hung on him. Especially you. His girlfriend.

You were the popular girl, the one that nobody could possibly dislike. Student council president, volleyball team captain, theatre, tutor, all honors and AP classes. You were great. And on the outside, the kind of girl that Heeseung hated. But now he adored you.

Heeseung walked you to your class. Last one of the day before school was out. But he pulled you to the wall before you could walk into the room.

Come on, let's skip class. They keep the bus doors unlocked from the inside, we can walk to my house.

He suggested, already walking. But you stood there, frozen in place. You looked absolutely appalled by what he was suggesting, and he laughed at your expression.

Oh, come on. They love you too much to think you'd skip anyway. They'll probably mark you as there anyway.

With a little more convincing, you caved. Heeseung took your hand and ran through the halls to the outside doors, slipping outside with your hand in his.

We've gotta run, okay? Make sure nobody sees us.

You nodded and you both booked it until you were on the sidewalks of your city. It was nice, freeing, to be there when you were supposed to be in school.

See? Not so bad, huh?