He knew better than to believe in love at first sight.

But, really, how the hell was he going to explain this?

Kris Wu and fluttery could never co-exist in the same sentence, even if it’s what he was feeling at the moment.

Fluttery.

Yuck. He was no girly boy.

But… Damn it.

He looked across the classroom, at the quiet, timid girl sitting by the window, just as she looked up and turned her head towards him.

There went all those fluttery feelings.

He really didn’t understand why.

She was by no means popular. Sure, there were many other girls who were much prettier than her (a good chunk of said girls would willingly throw themselves at his feet, much to his disgust), had fairer skin, were more famous in the school. She was ordinary, they claimed. Always by herself, save for a handful of really close friends. She was too shy. She preferred to read on her own. She’d rather have books for company than actual people.

So why the hell did he feel this way whenever he looked at Choi Sooyoung?