Kibum watched him walk past the students to his classroom with confidence and grace. The boy, although short, stood by the classroom door, cheerfully yelling a 'hey' to friends that walked in down the corridor. His lips curved up to make his cheeks good enough to sqeeze, while his white teeth beamed out of his mouth, brightening his face. The boy's eyes were a milky brown; they always seemed like they were smiling. Kibum stared from a distance. He stood in awe at the boy- at his amazing features and confident personality. 'I have to meet him', Kibum thought, but then he let his low self esteem get the better of him.

'If everyone hates me, how can I expect a guy like him to like me?'.