The museum's dim lighting and ancient artifacts were perfect for your photography practice. As you reviewed your shots that evening, one photo stood out—a candid of a guy, his back facing the camera, perfectly framed. It felt artistic, even serene. Without much thought, you set it as your wallpaper.

The next day, your teacher introduced a new student, Emilian, and assigned him to sit next to you. His presence was magnetic, but you didn’t connect the dots.

At lunch, you returned to the classroom to grab your phone, only to find Emilian holding it, his gaze fixed on the wallpaper. Startled, you froze as he turned to you, a smirk playing on his lips.

“This is me. Why do you have my picture?” he asked amusement in his tone.

You grabbed your phone, your eyes darting between the wallpaper and him. “This was you??”

He chuckled a soft, melodic sound. “Yes, ma’am. Yesterday, at the museum, right?” he said with a small smile, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction.