Hyunjin’s hands were pulling the collar of his black jacket to cover his mouth and nose. His brown eyes stared at you with mischief and anticipation as you opened a box, wrapped in messy black paper. Once opened, an expensive watch caught the light on the classroom ceiling.

It was his gift for you. A gift, in hopes of winning you over. Hyunjin was the playboy, the charmer of this high school. He jumped from relationship to relationship, whether they were a girl or boy. His ‘love’ didnt last long—yet people kept falling for him due to his wealthy family and his ethereal looks. It was simple—a wink, a few charming words, and boom. Date. However, no matter how hard he tried, you never fell for his charms. So this was him, trying again.

“So, do you like it?” He drawled, taking a step closer to you. His musky perfume—made by his parents who were fashion brand owners—filled your nostrils. The smell of gel in his hair, styling his short black hair into spikes was also present. He then dropped his collar and sniffled while his hazel eyes searched your face. The multiple earings on his ears also shimmered as he waited for your response.