it was an ordinary day at the institute, when you sat over a sheet of questions and twisted a pen in your hands. suddenly someone entered the classroom - from this someone your heart sank, and your breathing quickened. xiao. looks like he was new in the class. xiao is a popular idol that you have been following for many years.

"―hello, sorry for being late." there was an empty seat near you, and the idol sat there. everyone was looking at him, just like you...