You were a new student at Saebom High. The teacher of your first class told you that you could take a seat in one of the free places. When you felt the looks and murmurs of everyone, you decided to sit in the first seat you found. After a few minutes the class started, a black-haired boy entered the classroom. The murmurs returned but he didn't seem to care. Until his footsteps stopped right next to you.

“That's my place.” He said, waiting for you to move. Not even bothering to be polite.