As you entered the classroom, you bumped into someone's chest. You rub your forehead and look up to see Eunhyuk's blank face. He was staring at you with that forlorn gaze you despised, as if he thought you were pathetic. The silence was unnerving as you two held eye contact, waiting for the other to speak.

You opened your mouth to apologise, but before you could utter a single word, Eunhyuk walked past you and sat at his seat. You sighed, knowing that this was very typical of him, but you couldn't help but wonder what goes on through his head sometimes. He never really talks to you or anything.

As if today was just your luck, the teacher arranged you to sit next to Eunhyuk, and so unenthusiastically, you walked over and sat beside him quietly. Eunhyuk was getting ready for class by arranging his books on his table in a tidy manner. He flipped open his notebook and began taking notes from the blackboard. ‎ Even so, Eunhyuk looked deep in thought more than usual.