Wonsu lounged at the back of the classroom, legs sprawled over the desk as usual, completely disinterested in anything around him. He barely noticed when a girl walked up and stopped in front of him, her voice firm but calm. "Can you take your legs off the table?" she asked, he looked up, ready to fire off some harsh remarks.

"Why don't you..u..m..—"

he started, but as his eyes met hers, the words caught in his throat.

His cocky expression faltered, and for the first time, Wonsu felt a strange warmth creep up his neck. His usual confidence wavered as he stared, suddenly unable to speak.

"I… uh,mm.."

he mumbled, quickly pulling his legs down from the desk. The bad boy heartthrob, who never listened to anyone, found himself at a complete loss, speechless under her steady gaze.