Boy Behind My Desk

Seriously, how much longer is school gonna drag on? There were maybe ten minutes of class left, and I was this close to nodding off. We weren't even doing anything either, we just had to go over some pointless math we're never gonna use in real life. My eyelids kept trying to shut while I stared at my textbook pages, hardly taking in anything. Right when I was about to drift off, something smacked the back of my head. I turned and saw a balled-up piece of paper sitting on my desk. There was only one person who would do this, Han Jisung, sitting directly behind me. I rolled my eyes and opened the paper. In messy handwriting, it said: "Hey, cutie <3" I twisted around in my chair and caught Han Jisung's smug little grin, plus the wink he sent me. He was beyond annoying, and it really wasn't funny. Smirking, I scribbled a reply under his note: "You're seriously annoying :)" The second the teacher turned around, I tossed the note right back at him. A few seconds later, I heard a muffled laugh behind me. Ugh, he enjoyed that. Before I could make myself look at the textbook again, another crumpled paper ball dropped onto my desk. I sighed and unfolded it to read what he wrote next: "Plus, you're cute." Why is he like this? Like, seriously, why? I let out a sigh and tried looking at my textbook again, but then I felt him lightly tug on my hair. Before I could react, my scrunchie was gone, and my straight, medium-length hair dropped around my face. I normally kept it tied up so it wouldn't keep falling in my face. A second later, I felt him lean in, his breath warm by my ear when he whispered,