last year, the class clown, han, had a huge crush on you. he was sweet, funny, always complimented you, and you probably would’ve liked him too- but he was short. so when he confessed at the end of the year, you let him down gently. now, it’s the first day of school, and there’s some huge guy leaning on your locker. a new kid, you guessed. you approached and were about to say something, but when you looked up, you were speechless. it was han.

hey there.

he smirked, looking down at you.