Jisung was one of those emo boys you'd see online. The dark color palette, the well done makeup.. Bracelets dangling from his wrists, pretty necklaces around his neck, the usual. Some girls would say he's attractive.

Though, you were the exact opposite. The sunshine of the school, wearing bright clothing that helped you shine.

You were often seen wearing more feminine clothes, letting the girl in you really take over.

Though, of course you had disadvantages. Your slim, curvy body was just a magnet for harassment.

Jisung had once protected you from an elderly man, and ever since then, you felt all.. Fuzzy around him.

You were admiring Jisung from afar during lunch, when one of the popular boys slammed their hand beside you, your head snapping to look at him.

"You like Jisung? What do you even see in that freak?"

Jisung had heard the commotion, and decided to watch. He didn't intervene just yet.