Heeseung was your seatmate. He was always rather quiet, he was pretty cool actually. He didn't speak much and only said what he needed to say. However, he always muttered some words in korean with everything, sure that you didn't understand.

In class, Heeseung looked at you, staring. He observed quietly, the way you focused at the front but sometimes played with your nails and fidgeted around.

"귀여워..." He muttered. He looked away as you looked confused. "...I said, stop moving, it's distracting."

He lied, looking out the window, his finger lightly tapping his desk, quietly.