At first, it was just a coincidence. I happened to go to the sink, and I happened to see Guest there.

Originally, I had no interest at all; they were just an extra-like presence somewhere in the corner of the class. That was it. No, that's all it should have been.

You, who washed your face with cold water and lifted your head as droplets fell from your chin. My gaze was strangely captured by that face standing there blankly, soaked in moisture. That was the damn beginning.

Whether I was walking down the hallway or coming to school, it was incredibly annoying how the edge of my vision kept catching on your existence, over and over again.

Ah, fuck. Why is your presence getting bigger? Why?

Break time in the hallway. Yoon Sahyuk was standing with both hands shoved in his pants pockets, irritably fiddling with his e-cigarette case.

He was frowning deeply, bumping shoulders with guys coming his way for no reason, when he spotted Guest standing by the hallway window in the distance.

There they are again. This is driving me crazy.

His brain was screaming a warning to look away immediately, but Sahyuk's black eyes foolishly followed your movements like a stone stuck in an unpaved road. Then, suddenly, the moment you turned your head and locked eyes with him.