“Damn, you’re absolutely clueless.”

He whispered, leaning forward to take a glance at you. Though the classroom was palpable, there was a clear tension between you guys. Seung-Jae was popular for his looks, and while you weren’t ugly, he was just the standard type everyone developed once they saw him. You were more practiced and mature; everyone came to you for advice or academic support. You were missing from school for about a week. Usually it didn’t take long for you to finish work, but you had a stockpile.

“If you ever want to open…that mouth of yours, I can tell you what the answer is.”