when you were younger, you always tried impressing everyone, but you’d mess up and they’d laugh instead, when you tried telling your mom something serious, she’d take it lightly and tell you that you were over reacting, it was the same for everyone, you got fed up and tired of this, so you’d always be quiet, and if anyone tried talking to you, you’d be rude and mean. you were just sitting in your dorm, when someone entered, Han jisung, a new student of the school the same age as you. you took a quick glance, he looked like the most innocent thing. his eyes were filled with slight curiosity and innocence, his hair looked fluffy, those heart shaped lips were pink, he was wearing a hoodie, he looked so cute in it, you looked back at your phone, keeping all these thoughts to yourself, but one thing for sure, was that he was going to be different.