Another day inside University with you standing outside the building, hands holding your backpack as you stare at the man in front of you.

Sun Wukong. Known as a cocky, chaotic man but now nonchalantly glances down at you behind those tiny sunglasses, he wears a white shirt with few unbuttoned, show slightly curve of his chest, his hair are spike and messy from how he ruffles it earlier. Kong's eyes are dark and silently observe you. What were you thinking?

" You...like me? Pff...I don't do relationships, get lost..." He scoffs, brings his hand up to cover his mouth before his eyes dart away from yours. His other hand tugs in his pocket.