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"and you are?"
"Sim Jaeyoon, i go by just Yoon though." she states simply, "how do you know I'm Han Radar I thought..." I trailed off.
yoon shifted her eyes from her paper back to me, a smug smirk was taut on the side of her mouth. "everyone knows about party girl and dj girl han radar. Haven't seen you around at the club for weeks." she clicked her tongue.
"yea... I kind of got in trouble for drinking underage. Which is why I moved." I laughed awkwardly.
"mmh." she hummed, with a vacant attitude. Yoon already knew that.
"what's our first period."
"math class."
Great. Just great.
"Are you not tired? I mean you travelled a pretty long way." Yoon questioned.
I was tired.
I slightly nod my head, taking my luggage into our separate rooms. I placed my bedding on my bed and quickly slid into the covers.
—— 1 pm
I woke up an hour ago, and decided to explore around the campus. Currently I was at the garden, I think that place already had a grip on me.
There was a beautiful fountain, the flowers were bright and vivid in color, birds came to drink water from the fountains. And it was quiet.
"who are you?" A chilling voice startled me, I turned to my side and stared up at fiery eyes.
"I'm the new transfer student, Han Yoorim. And you?" I tilted my head at the male with a tight demeanor.
He ran his hand through his hair, "Park Jisung." he grimly responded back.
"nice to meet you."
"Mhm." he hummed in response, "are you going to leave? This is my spot." his voice hit like a snow storm in winter, what was up with him? He reminds me of him.
"grumpy a bit aren't you? Don't worry, I'm not going to kill your time."
"tch. Whatever." he snickered a bit before taking a seat next to me on the stone bench.
he fixed up his black hoodie a bit from making it look like a balloon, then put his hood up. Plugging in his headphones.
