seungmin was a cute boy in your school. nobody really talked to him because he was quiet, a sweetheart, and a gentleman. he never disrespects women or girls. you were pretty quiet and not social like him.

today in english, seungmin came to sit down in his seat. but once he did, he noticed a pad on the floor between his and ur chair. his eyes widen. he looks at you, fiddling with your eraser and ur head resting on your hand. “she’s on her period..” he thought. feeling bad for you.