His shoulders were tensed but their eye contact, instead of fueling his displease for the stranger, made SungGyu slowly relax. Apart from the strange glow, there was sincerity in his orbs. The anger was dissolving but his guard was still up. Somehow this young male reminded him of his little nephew who tended to ask the most awkward and ingenuous questions he had ever heard. Now that he saw it, there was no trace of malice in this sophomore's face. 

 

"Is it a hobby of yours to make such awkward questions?" SungGyu asked carefully while the younger student gave a step backwards. The crooked grin appeared again and he found himself feeling empaty for the weird kid. 

 

"My mother says I never grew out of the 'why?' stage."

 

SungGyu fought back a smile. 

 

"I'm WooHyun," the guy presented himself with a sheepish smile, as he extended straight his arm. "What's your name, Hyung?"