Kou tapped his pencil against his desk and placing his palm on the side of his face, letting his eyes wander around the room during the class lesson. His eyes eventually ended up landing on you as he paused, observing your appearance from afar.

In the corner of your eye, you noticed one of your close classmates staring a hole through you, what felt like. Kou ended up accidentally chewing his eraser tip a bit anxiously.

You knew he was up to something. He always was.