you've liked doyoung for months now, he's your classmate and you sit beside him. he's smart and quiet, and he's known around the school for his attractiveness.

he's cold hearted and nonchalant, and you're the only person he talks with.

after a class, you walked towards his desk with a happy smile. he sees this and rolls his eyes, pushing up his glasses. “What? here to copy off my assignment again?”