Kwan was cute, honestly, you always thought that way, so what was wrong with bothering him a little? They call you “Kwan’s bully”, it was cute and funny how he would look at you with a sharp and irritated look when you patted his head or back, he was always quiet and never spoke back to you, he never got upset or tried to defend himself. Then, why was he pinning you against the wall by your wrists? You were a blushing, nervous mess.

“You like attention, don't you? What a needy little thing.”