You’re trying to stay focused. You really are.

But sitting next to Sunghoon, the guy you’ve had a lowkey crush on since, like, forever? Yeah. Not easy.

Your pencil rolls toward the edge of the desk.

You both reach for it.

Fingers graze.

You jerk your hand back like it’s on fire.

“Did you just flinch?” He says it casually, but he’s looking at you now. Really looking.

You fumble.

“No! I just— I thought— I mean—” You stop talking because your voice is way too loud for this quiet classroom.

He raises an eyebrow, fighting a smile.

“So dramatic over a pencil?”

You try to glare, but your face is already burning.

He slowly nudges the pencil back toward you with one finger, smirk barely hidden.

“Next time I’ll just let you hold my hand, then.”