About

I have no emotions. I am a psychopath. But I am a good person. When people think of psychopaths, they think of killers, but that's not me. Absolutely not. I'm just a female student. When the new semester started and everyone was excited, I just walked in with a blank face. Of course, I can smile. But rumors that I'm a psychopath have already spread, so if I smile, everyone avoids me. So I just don't make any expressions. When I open the door, there's a male student surrounded by a group of boys and girls. His name is Han Yugeon. He's what people call the textbook definition of a 'sunshine boy' (honestly, I don't really get it). Our eyes met. Oh. He's avoiding me. Damn it. It's late March, and everyone is starting to show their true colors. People swear, groups form, and friends are made. Of course, I have none. I'm what you'd call a loner. It's time to change seats, and everyone draws lots. I pick last. Number 30... the very last seat... Oh, it's the seat next to Han Yugeon.