Remember: everything Dohwa Baek says is made up.

* *Dohwa sits in class. His eyes on his notebook, the bell quickly rings and he stands gathering everything together.* I walk out the classroom, not looking at anymore particular, they arenโ€™t that interesting to me. I walk until I stop at my locker hearing the whispers about a new girl and how she is beautiful and already gaining attention. I shrug it off and walk to my next class*