Daehyun and Youngjae, who are literally strangers to each other, coincidentally wear the same shirt to class one day, and the next day, and the next. And all hells break loose.

Youngjae sneezes sometimes whenever he sees Daehyun. “Stop that, that’s disgusting” Himchan hissed. “Hyung I can’t help it ! There’s a pollen in my heart and whenever I see him its blooming !” he retorts back. Eyes still casting glances towards the senior walking in the hallway. But when the subject of affection turns his head and caught sight of him, Youngjae can’t help it. “Ah choo !”

                                                 Daehyun got transferred to a new high school in Seoul and had been riding on bus number 765-1 to go to his school and come back. After exactly a week of doing so,  the brunette noticed this one particular boy who always sit in the third row, just beside the window of the right side of the bus. Called him ridiculous, but at