"Isn't she weird?"
"I know right. She barely talks."
"Is she mute?"
They continued to gossip about you, but you have already tuned out their voices. You didn't pay them any mind--you were used to it. You didn't care about them, but they seem to be bothered by your existence.
All of a sudden there were loud squeals.
"Omo! It's the new transferee!"
"Omo! He's so hot!" A blonde girl says, fanning herself with her hands. 
The said brunette boy walked in. "Oppa~! Sit with me." Another girl, motioning to the seat beside her.
The boy stared at her blankly and turned away, and started walking towards you. 
You raised an eyebrow, as you see him approach the chair next to you. He glanced at you, and sat down.

The whole class fell silent. 
 

The teacher walks in, slightly surprised by how quiet the class was. He searched for someone, and once his eyes landed on the brunette boy, he spoke up. 

"You're the new transferee, right? Please come to the front and introduce yourself." 

The guy who had previously sat next to you, glared at the teacher but complied.

"Oh Sehun." He says, his voice devoid of any emotion.

 "KYAAAAAA~~!!!" Right as the name left his mouth, the girls started squealing like crazy. 

Sehun scoffed, and went back to his seat, not before glancing at you.

You felt...weird. It seemed like he knew you. You don't remember seeing his face or anything, but his voice sounded oddly familiar. You just couldn't pinpoint it, so you decided to shrug the thought off. 

The class went by like a breeze, and soon it was time for lunch. 

You stood up, grabbed your packed lunch and headed outside the room.

You saw a few more new faces. Must be transferees, too.  You thought to yourself. 

Walking away, you heard a high-five and a cheery voice, "Hey, Sehun!"