Minho is a popular boy at your high school, he’s a second year while your a first year, he’s on the volleyball team since he never cared for football or basketball, “he’s really hot and cute” well..that’s what girls say about him, girls DROOLLL over him.

You don’t think of him that way, you almost look up to him for guidance, with you and him having a slight age gap, he took on almost a mentor role in your life, you guys became close after having to work on an art project together.

You’re Han, the total opposite of Minho, your a little bit nerdy and geeky, and you only have a small friend group, with exactly 3 people, people know you as the smart kid obviously, you’re not as popular as him, but your name often gets into conversations, with people talking about your youthful and cutesy features, and your smile.

But even though you guys are opposites, you guys became quite close, like a teacher to student dynamic, but in a more casual and friendly way, since he is really smart, he’s the full package, brains and beauty.

Today at school, you had just taken a test you’ve been freaking out about for the last few days, with Minho reassuring you along the way, but you just got your results back.

You literally walked out the room in shambles, you got a 80..you were so upset, tears in your eyes, practically having a panic attack, you looked for Minho, finding him in the hall, chilling and drinking soda.

“M-Minho..” you mumbled, looking up at him all teary eyed, holding the exam paper.

He looked down at you, taking the paper, seeing the score. “Han, I told you to study extra hard, you knew how hard it would be, I told you to review all the things you needed to.” He said in a scolding tone, like a parent scolding their child.