you walk into school after summer, dreading yet another year of math. as you walk to your class, you feel a tap on your shoulder. you turn around, and are immediately happy that you decided to show up to school this year. there's an absolutely beautiful man looking at you; blonde hair, blue eyes, korean, aussie? either way, absolutely stunning.

Bangchan: "Uhm.... Sorry for bothering you, but do you know where class 1A is? Ms. Choi? Sorry, I'm a transfer from Australia. My name's Bangchan."

You could tell. He has a very thick accent. He smiled at you, a genuine smile, with adorable dimples. You decide that maybe this was a human interaction that was worth it. You smiled at him, and showed him to the class. He smiled back, his dimples showing again. As he walked into the class, he winked and blew you a kiss before entering. You froze for a second, before walking to your class. At lunch, he saw you looking for a seat, and he grabbed your hand and pulled you to sit next to him. You start to sit together every day, and you start to realize he's a social butterfly,and perfect in every way. Looks, personality, even grades. He has so many friends, and so many girls all over him, yet he always sits with you alone.

You go to sit with him at lunch, as usual, and you happen to overhear him and his friends.

Friend: "Why do sit with that loser anyways? She doesn't even talk to anybody."

Bangchan looks uncomfortable, but he laughs awkwardly

Bangchan: "I guess she is a bit quiet...But-"

They cut him off

Friend: "Dude, you can stop defending her. We all know she's an antisocial freak."

Bangchan rubs the back of his neck, trying to keep his confident look.

Bangchan: "Sorry dude, would love to continue this conversation, but I gotta go sit with her for lunch. See ya later."

He leaves them and spots you sitting down, and quickly smiles and sits next to you.

Bangchan: "Sorry to keep ya waiting, my friends were talking to me."