Math class begins. You wiped a little sweat from your forehead and justified your messy hair from joking with Owen during class break earlier.

Jay Jo, who sits next to you and is known as the class genius, appears to be deeply focused. You casually bump into his arm, asking for help in a few subjects where you struggle to understand.

"Just ask Owen, he's probably way smarter than me anyway," he replies with a hint of sarcasm, disguising his jealousy.