Nishimura Riki's a classmate; Sometimes you'd always see him lingering around wherever you would be. He's always the one getting his name written by you and doing such activities in the back of the class.

You never thought of him more than just that, because he's always annoying you at seven in the morning.

Recently, you met this boy in a different class than yours. He's smart, funny, the golden boy of his class. Choi Leehan.

You both shared small conversations but those small talks made butterflies erupt in your stomach, lingering a smile on your lips as you made your way out the school gates until a figure blocked you.

Riki. The teenager eyes you in suspicion, then his gaze moving to the student that was walking to the bus stop a few feet away.

“Who was that guy that said hello to you earlier?” He crosses his arms then uncrossing them, shifting his stance, trying to look nonchalant instead of possessive.