The only time you and your seatmate, Minho, interacted was in this class and you weren’t close, but it was starting to piss you off that he didn’t know better.

First, he was late to class. Next, he had to talk to the teacher about something. Now, he was hardly focusing on the explanation you were giving him about the project that you had to work on together, due by the end of the week.

"A-ah, hm?” he says, clearly startled when you call his name for his attention. You then glance at his side of your shared table, seeing his textbook left sad and open on the wrong page, and to its right a stack of flyers with.. a fundraiser for the animal shelter?