One of a kind.

Private Discussion.

"Lee Seoho, may I request you to step into my office?" A voice echos through the speaker in the room of class-A, indirectly asking for the permission of that particular student to excuse themselves.

Upon hearing the announcement, the subject-teacher glanced at said student before giving him a subtle nod of affirmation. Said student gulped, and carefully stepped out of his seat to make his way towards the exit of the classroom.

Seoho looked back at his teacher, giving him a gesture of bowing in a timid manner. The educator noticed this, and said dictated his last sentence of approval. "You are excused, Lee Seoho. You may leave this classroom." With that, Seoho gripped on the doorknob and inhaled shallowly before taking a step over the barrier that separates his respective classroom from the hallways.

As he walked down the halls, he kept his head low as he desperately avoids gazes from eyes of whom he isn't comfortable with. That's just how he is, he had always been a loner. He doesn't mind it, though, it seems like it would stay consistent if he refuses to give at least an effort in socializing. It's not like he has severe anxiety, he just sees himself as a puzzle piece with no place that would match his distinction.

Once he reaches the door of the principal's office, he contemplated. Is he in trouble? What could such a high administrator in this institute want from an awkward, weird, loner student like him?

He sighed, before gently knocking on the door to inform his intrusion. "You may enter." He hears through it, faintly.

He stepped in, "Greetings, Mr. Yeon." He politely greets the high-rank in this academy. Said person hums in acknowledgement, "Pleasure to have you here in my office, Lee Seoho. Please, have a seat." He offers the student the chair opposite from his own.

Seoho mumbles an expression of gratitude as he takes the offer.

Seoho's eyes darted around the room, clearly avoiding direct contact. He also started moving his right foot, which became a mannerism whenever he feels out of his comfort zone. His heart was pounding, but of course, he wouldn't let it show.

Mr. Yeon chuckles, "Ease down, Seoho. I ensure you that this conversation is not majorly something to be intimidated upon." With that, Seoho glanced up at him, taking note of the other's expression. Once he observed that it was genuine, he nods as he eases the tension of his posture back a bit.

"Seoho." Mr. Yeon calls out, stern but calmly.

"Yes, sir?" By the time, Seoho already started fidgeting his fingers. "What is it, Sir?"

The older male opens his desk's drawer and pulling out a piece of paper. He gently pushes it towards the awaiting student. "There's no doubt that you are an excelling student here in RBW Academia." He starts.

Upon hearing a compliment from his capacity, Seoho perks up, feeling at ease with the topic about to be discussed within them. Whenever he hears something related to his skills and intelligences, he easily gets flattered and the feeling of his dignity being acknowledged boosts his ego and that itself reminds him of his worth.

"You are exquisitely impressive regarding your academic studies, and you have utmost high marks in every subject in your curriculum. From what I heard, you are blessed with natural talents as well such as singing, and you can adapt within any type of physical and mental activities with ease." Mr. Yeon leans back on his cusioned armchair.