It was a fairly uncomfortable trip to the canteen for Wonwoo since everyone would inevitably stare at him because of Jisoo. He had never received that much attention before.

He stopped when Jisoo paused in her tracks. Turning back, she asked, "why are you walking behind me?"

"Ah," Wonwoo opened his mouth. Shaking his head, he quickly stepped to the space beside her. Satisfied, Jisoo continued walking with Wonwoo timidly by her side.

It surprised Wonwoo that he soon grew oblivious to the stares surrounding him. He felt like a regular student out for his lunch. They took a tray, queued for their food, and made sure to grab a carton of milk each – Jisoo with a plain one and him with his chocolate flavoured one. (Jisoo had upon finding out he was a chocolate milk person. "How did you grow so tall then?" she had asked.)

She led him outside to a table where he was greeted by a sheepishly smiling Jonghwa and a couple of familiar faces of which he had seen on stage that morning. Jisoo slid into the space beside Jonghwa while Wonwoo awkwardly remained standing. Tapping the space beside her, he silently heeded and settled down with his tray.

"This is new, Jisoo sunbaenim bringing someone along for lunch," a boy across Wonwoo, who had one of the most beautiful faces he had seen, commented.

"So why Jeon Wonwoo, sunbaenim?" he glanced over and was surprised to see a rather familiar person, Kwon Soonyoung. They lived in the same neighbourhood and often bumped into each other and although the happy child had always wanted to approach Wonwoo, he was never able to.

Jisoo responded with a small shrug as she put a large spoonful of rice in . She didn't seem to have any intention to give a proper answer but in actual fact, she was just ravishingly hungry and wanted to eat more than talk.

"You don't know us, do you?" the girl sitting on his left piped cheerily.

Before Wonwoo could answer (for he was chewing his food and knew it was rude to speak while eating), the girl proceeded to introduce everyone at the table.

"I'm Mijoo, a year three like Jisoo, as you can tell," she pointed to her grey tie that was slightly loose around her collar, with the top button undone. You would have thought those in the student body had perfect dressing according to the rules but Wonwoo figured this one was a little different. Her slightly tinted hair alone, simple yet full of volume, spoke of how much confidence and flair she had.

"This is Jiyeon, Jeonghan, year twos. Jihoon, Myungeun