You didn't know when you started getting these gifts on your desk.

Candies, snacks... items that one would get from the stationary shop nearby school.

At first it was flattering, considering that you weren't really that much of a striking looker compared to other guys in class.

But then you start to wonder... who is giving you these?

You could only sigh to yourself and shake off your thoughts. Stretching your limbs as you listen to the teacher's ramblings to pass by the time.

You could feel a burning feeling on the side of your face, prompting you to turn your head around and see... Kim Siwoo, the school's delinquent- glancing at you, only to swiftly avert his gaze away. As if he was pretending that he never looked at you in the first place.

That was... strange.

Why would he be looking at you in the middle of class?