2 {the song sung by a dragon

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-your pov-

It was time for the first hour of the day that was music. I went to my closet to put down my jacket when someone suddenly pricked me gently on the Right Shoulder. I turned around and was greeted with the sight of Huynjin. He had a smile on his lips and a sack over his left shoulder.

I smiled at him back before I asked him. "Yes? Is there any Jinnie?" When he heard the nickname, red flared up in his cheeks, and he moved his gaze down to the floor. I giggled and went to class. I could hear him going after me, but I didn't bother to turn around.

When we entered the classroom, my friends met me with a lot of hugs. I laughed and hugged them back. After they let me go, I smiled and went to my place. I sat down and didn't notice the other girls sitting there already. After a while, the nearest girl turned you around and smiled at me. I mirrored her action before I turned to the board.

For a while in class, I felt someone put something in my open hand. I looked at it a little before I put it in the bag. Soon after, the teacher told me to appear in front of the class. I didn't mind, so I walked up to the microphone and started singing.

The song:


Many in my class widened their eyes when I got to the deep parties. I laughed a little inside but carried on with the song. When I finished, the whole class clapped, including the teacher. I walked back to my seat.

After class, I went straight to the canteen and bought (y/c) [y/c- your choice]. After that, I sat down with Stray kids. We'd been pretty good friends since they got here yesterday. They have pretty easy to talk to and know a lot. But what they couldn't do well was English, so I had to teach them since I was American.

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The day was almost over; there was only art left. I liked art because there I could express my feelings and what I thought on a sheet. So, it was three classes that I enjoyed at school, music, dance, and art. Then, I went to the art classroom, sitting next to a boy I did not know completely. I think his name is Elias? Yeah, whatever. The teacher was a little late, so I just started drawing something. I do not quite know what it was, but it turned out pretty well.


When I was almost done, I felt a burning sensation, as if someone was staring at me. I looked up from the sheet to the side of me since that was where the burning sensation was strongest. I looked straight into Elias' green-blue eyes. He had tiny freckles all over his cheeks and black between curly hair. I tilted my head and said. "Is there something wrong with my face?" Elias immediately turned red in the face and groped in despair after one answer for his stare.

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