CHAPTER 1 (Not full)

He was walking through the school corridor, heading to his class when he suddenly noticed his name scrawled on one of the desks."what the..who would write this on my desk?" he wondered. "does someone have a crush on me?....no... I don't think so..."  

He felt perplexed because he wasn't particularly popular or disliked, especially in comparison to the popular student from his class."Truth be told, he's quite attractive... Those turquoise eyes," he mused, examining the handwriting. "With his short black hair, he could be an idol."  

As he scrutinized the writing, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps. SHWOSHH The classroom door slid open. He turned around, and there stood... "huhhh Hyeong-Joon whats wrong???" exclaimed a girl from our protagonist's, Seong-Min's class.

Everyone was confused as to why he burst into the class so sweaty, especially when Seong-Min noticed that Hyeong-Joon was staring at him from his desk.

However, he didn't mind because it would have been really unrealistic for him if Hyeong-Joon had written it.Seong-Min then turned back around. 

"Wait a minute,"  he realized, "Noona forgot to pack me my lunch..."

 " I like Seong-Min," 

The words echoed in his mind. He couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that lingered within him."I swear when I catch you Noona.." He muttered.

Upon reaching his classroom, he noticed that Hyeong-Joon was still eyeing him curiously. Ignoring his gaze, he quickly crouched down to his bag to take out his notes. As he rummaged through his bag, he couldn't help but steal glances at the handwriting on the desk.

It seemed oddly familiar, yet he couldn't place where he had seen it before.Just as he was about to give up pondering over the message, the classroom door slid open once again.

This time, it was their teacher, Ms. Lee, who entered with a stack of papers in her hands. "Good morning, class," she greeted, her eyes scanning the room before settling on Seong-Min. "Is everything alright? You seem a bit flustered."

Seong-Min hesitated for a moment before replying, "Oh, it's nothing, Ms. Lee. Just forgot my lunch at home." He forced a smile, hoping to brush off any suspicion.Ms. Lee nodded, though her expression betrayed a hint of concern.

"Alright, make sure to eat something during the break," she said before proceeding to distribute the papers to the students.As the class resumed, Seong-Min couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. He stole glances around the room, but everyone seemed engrossed in their own activities. However, whenever he glanced in Hyeong-Joon's direction, he caught him staring at him, a curious expression on his face.

The minutes ticked by slowly, each second feeling like an eternity as Seong-Min's mind wandered back to the mysterious message. "I like Seong-Min," the words played over and over in his mind. Who could have written it? The questions buzzed around his head, refusing to be ignored.

Just as he was about to give in to his curiosity and confront Hyeong-Joon about the message and staring, the bell rang, signaling the end of the class. Seong-Min gathered his belongings, his thoughts still consumed by the events of the morning. As he made his way out of the classroom, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something strange was going on, something that would unravel in the days to come.