“Can i feel your shirt? The material looks soft.” he said.

You knew what this was, one of Changbins excuses to flirt with you in class, you didn’t mind, but someone did.

That “someone” being his ex girlfriend sitting behind you both, glaring at you.

You agreed and let him touch your shirt, maybe it was to make his ex jealous, maybe you liked him flirting with you.

He touched the shirt, the material was silk, no wonder he asked.

“Feels like girlfriend material to me.” he smirked.