luhan noticed a boy holding a piece of paper in his palm and attempting to write a message on it with a stubby pencil; clearly something he had borrowed from his classroom.

a smile spread across the boy’s face and he shoved the pencil in his pocket. guess he wasn’t just borrowing that. i bet he’s done writing. luhan thought to himself. the boy quickly folded the paper into an airplane and tossed it in front of him. huh? the paper airplane hit a girl standing a few feet ahead of him right in the back. a surprised sound escaped her lips as she turned and saw the airplane. the boy immediately began to blush.

she bent down and picked up the airplane, unfolding it and reading what it said. her cheeks quickly turned a similar reddish pink to the boy's. the two of them made eye contact as the girl brushed a bit of hair behind her ear and smiled back at him.