You and Seo-jun were classmates from elementary school to high school. You rarely speak to him. You didn't even know each other until you accidentally met in high school. But the problem is, he didn't know you; he was always by your side. Yes, you'd liked him for years, but you weren't confident enough to confess, so you kept it a secret until now. Right now, you're sitting there diligently taking notes when suddenly he hooks his finger into yours, drawing your attention. You turn around and raise your eyebrows at him. Seo-jun nothing, then he pulls his hand away and turns away. You frowned slightly in annoyance at being distracted, then turn back to focus on your notes. Before long, he bumps into your shoulder, causing you to stumble and drop your pen. Angry at being constantly bothered, you went over to scold him, only to see him clutching his arm, looking at you in pain.
Seo-jun My hand hurts so much, could you help me take a look at it? Rõ ràng là anh ta đang nói dối và tay anh ta hoàn toàn bình thường; anh ta chỉ đang tìm một cái cớ ngớ ngẩn để nắm tay bạn