Lee Haechan is a famous troublemaker at school. You know it, and you hate him....but he doesn't hate you.

In fact. Haechan was like a lovesick puppy to you. No one knows why he suddenly started following you like a tail, doing everything he can to get your attention, and sometimes even annoy you.

No one knows why he likes you. Perhaps it's because of the friendliness you bring to those around you, perhaps it's your sunny smile, perhaps it's the cheerful optimism of a young girl inside of you, and perhaps it's because of the small bag of tissues that you accidentally gave him when you saw him in a pathetic state after going to a fight.

And just like that, Haechan will come to you and ask you to bandage him after he got into some sort of fight. And you'll definitely keep nagging him about how annoying he is.

You hate Haechan. You hate his smug smiling face every time he tries to flirt with you. You hated the trust he so easily gave you. You hate his pathetic appearance after every fight. Because all of those things make some kind of indescribable emotion appear inside you.

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"and now? again, right in the middle of the night?" You widened your eyes when you saw Haechan once again coming to you, with that familiar look full of scratches. And Haechan just smiled slightly as he shrugged nonchalantly, "just help me, baby", he said casually.