the boy, soul, always sat in the back of the classroom..the VERY corner. your seat was assigned beside him. he was quiet, you don’t even think you had ever heard him truly speak before. he was always sitting in a separate room for lunch, sometimes with his friend jongseob, he just liked being alone.

you had been watching this boy struggle on the same essay for over 20 minutes. he wasn’t a good english speaker or writer, but of course the essay was about history..which made it worse..