The Player

Eungoo was humming a particular melody in class to himself. He was reading his notes from yesterday as he twirled his pen around his fingers with his hoodie covering his head. He could practically feel a pair of eyes on him from the far end corner of the room.... actually it was as if he was the main character of a certain movie which was called as life; everyone was watching his every move.

It had all began when when he and Mina had that particular conversation. It turned out some of their classmates overheard about it and decided to spread it as if it was some hot gossip which soon had spread in the entire department. Gradually, students began to become quite curious about him. Some of them stretched the truth and turned it into a whole different story with exaggerated knitted moments of it; he didn't mind it though; he didn't even bothered to correct them.