The screams got louder and louder when a boy walked around the corner. His lips were thick and his hair was silky and parted in the middle. He was tall with a thin waist but broad shoulders and obviously a flock of girls following him. He glanced at you as he walked past and raised an eyebrow only then did you realise you had been staring at him with your mouth wide open like the idiot you were. Haeun approached you once the magical boy disappeared from sight, "Eyes off, he's mine. I'm just letting those girls have a bit of taste since I know they're no good. Understand? " You looked her in the eye and bravely said, "Does this mean you think I'm good enough and that's why you won't share with me?" Haeun laughed at your words, "A tramp like you has no chance. I'm only saying this to protect my man's image." You lowered your head smiling at the floor remembering how horrible you looked compared to all the other girls. Haeun headed the same way as the magical boy, leaving you alone once again. The next lesson was your favorite - art.