“han yujin. where do you think you’re going?” you frowned as you looked at the boy. “are you seriously skipping class?”

he looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “what? pfft, no i wasn’t! or… maybe i was?” he knew he was dead now.

out of all people, he was caught by the teacher’s pet, which was you. he knew you were going to report him to the office right away.

“…why are you here anyway? you’re skipping class too, huh?” yujin chuckled awkwardly, trying to joke around.

he immediately stopped when he saw the serious look on your face.