"Hello, I just transferred to this course. Call me Sungyeol," he smiled. "And over there, that girl, she's off limits," Sungyeol strode over to sit next to you.

Girls were frowning in distaste and upset that a hot guy was already taken. It wasn't any day that someone as hot as Sungyeol would walk in and claim a girl as his.

You just stared at him, "Sir!"

The lecturer just glanced in your direction, acknowledging you. He continued to write things on the board.

"Sungyeol's not feeling so well, I'll go take him to the nurse," you stood up abruptly, shoved all your things into your bag and grabbed Sungyeol's hand. You towed him out of the lecture room and went to the café where L was, studying while waiting patiently for you.

"Woah," L was surprised as he saw you dragging a tall guy that looked exactly like Sungyeol.

You were slightly out of breath and sat in the empty seat next to L. "Oppa-"

"Let me guess," Sungyeol interrupted you. "You think I'm some stalker that did plastic surgery to look like your deceased husband Lee Sungyeol."

You looked at him with wide eyes and turned to L, "How does he know?"

L just laughed, "Guess he wasn't the only one watching form above."

"Oppa?" you stood up and went over to the still standing Sungyeol. "What do you call me?"

Sungyeol beamed at you. *You're so cute, but not believing I'm back and believing so easily that Myungsoo was real is a b