Jisung was the quiet, cute nerd at school…the kids practically never talked, he just took all the crap he got, poor kid.

He was the CUTEST little thing, too! Wide hips, small frame, shaggy, curly brown locks, a round oval-shaped face, and wide brown eyes, his glasses always sliding down his nose…cutie.

You, were the popular kid. Respected and very well liked…unlike poor Jisung.

One day, the poor kid was running from a bunch of bullies…they were quite popular, too. The brunette darted through the halls, his large round glasses sliding down his nose. Suddenly- he collided- with you.

The two of you fell to the ground, Jisung with a high pitched shriek. He picked up his scattered notebooks and papers. He looked up, seeing- you.

“OH- GOD-“