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A loud bell rang throughout the school, waking up all the students who chose to hear.
Yeosang opened his eyes, the sunlight gleaming on his face, debating whether he should destroy the school or not.
"Mirror Mirror, what time is it," Yeosang asked, picking up the small hand mirror on his nightstand.
"It is currently 6:30 AM," The mirror showed the time.
"Great," Yeosang muttered sarcastically. The king shot up, his bed hair crazier than his dreams, and blinked a few times to wake up.
"Good morning, Yeosang," Jongho said, emerging from the bathroom. He was already dressed for the day in the classic red blazer and black button shirt, and dress pants. His family symbol, a shining red apple with a crown with golden tree branches on the side, mocked Yoesang.
"Good morning," The Evil King yawned, stretching out his arms. "When did you wake up, Prince Jongho," he asked, getting out of bed.
"Around five? I couldn't sleep that well," Jongho answered, walking over to his desk, placing some books in a bag, and handing them to Yeosang.
"I am sorry you couldn't sleep well, but what are these?" Yeosang asked, looking at the books.
"These were the books I was supposed to give to you...Ha, before I picked a fight," Jongho nervously said, scratching the back of his nape.
"Oh?" Yeosang said, pulling out the books on his bed.
History of Stories 104
Potions 104
Material Enchaments 104
Mathematical Magic 104
Science in the World of Magic
"Are these the books for my class?" The boy asked, looking up to see Jongho bring something out of his closet.
"Now, what is that?" Yeosang placed his hands on his hips.
Jongho placed the box from his closet on Yeosang's bed.
"One, yes, those are your books for the primary classes. You have until next week to determine which elective courses you want to take. This week you can go into any elective classes to see which one you want."
"Huh?"
"Two, promise you won't get mad at me."
"Wait, what? Prince Jongho, what are you talking about?"
"Just promise, please."
"Saying "promise you won't get mad" makes me want to get mad," Yeosang rolled his eyes.
"Please," Jongho pouted, causing Yeosang to blink slowly before sighing.
"Fine, I promise," Yeosang sat on his bed, grabbing the box and placing it on his lap.
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Once Upon A Time | JongSang
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