You were walking to school, calling out for your class president, Namra.

“Prez!”

You called, to no avail, as she had her earphones in. You grabbed the straps of your backpack, pulling them to your chest. The peace was suddenly disrupted, as a group of boys sprinted past. You felt a push to your back, stumbling, looking up to see Gyeong-su, who called out to you,

“See you later!”