During our first meeting, the president of the newspaper club assigned the two of us to work together to plan the upcoming segments of the paper.

That is why the two of us were at a coffee shop instead of studying at home during the weekend.

Sehun wore a plain blue button-up shirt and denim pants. His hair was combed neatly, and his eyes were focused on the assigned job.

To what meets the eye, he certainly seemed presentable.

But as always, no one spoke. Silence took over everything, anything; always.