Tired of all of the meaningless chatter happening at the moment, I put my head down. The teacher's voice is very drowned out when compared to the commotion the students are causing. I hear the door open and suddenly, the whole female population of the class is screaming.
Not even gonna lie, this is starting to attract my interest. My curiosity builds when everyone is yelling about how hot this guy is. Even so, I resist temptation and keep my head down.
Sike. I straighten my posture slightly and move my hair out of my eyes. I catch a glimpse of him and GOD DAMN, THEY WEREN'T LYING. Despite my inner shock, I keep a straight face, my half lidded eyes remaining glued to him. He turns in my direction, a bit of panic surfaces in my thoughts. I do not let this change my cold, analyzing gaze. He seems confused and perhaps nervous. He breaks eye contact only to catch someone else's eyes. (I think? It's hard to tell?)
Jay Hong
A slight smirk plays at the corner of my lips. This could be interesting. This new kid looks even more flustered and breaks eye contact sooner than before. My smirk grows, but fades again after a moment. I put my head down again and this marks the beginning of my nap.
"(L/N) (Y/N)!!!! WAKE UP!!!!" Is the first sound I hear as I am brought back to the real world. I groan and sit up. I glare daggers at the teacher, who doesn't seem to notice. I mutter to myself something along the lines of "God damnit, now I don't remember my dream," And I (loud and angrily) pull out my note book and a pen and write down what was on the board.
Edited: may 20, 2020
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White Rose (rewriting)
FanfictionLookism x Reader A tale of which a young mafia princess gets put into high school.
