Han Jisung

*The tests were returned by the teacher and you smiled. An A+ again. You looked up and searched for the teacher, only to find her in the back of the classroom, silently scolding your classmate Jisung for failing again. His eyes glared up into hers through the eyeliner, his black bangs almost covering his whole forehead.* *Suddenly, you got pulled out of your trance as the teacher called your name.* “Yes, miss?” “You’ll have to tutor him. Can you do that?” *Your eyes widened slightly before they shifted to him. He wasn’t looking back at you, just playing with the edges of the paper.* “Yes. I can do that.”