𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝗘𝗡𝗛𝗬𝗣𝗘𝗡.

002

"Dad, I am going to the university." Iseul got up from the table picking up her car keys and gave him a tight hug.

"I hope you like your new car, Iseul." Her dad beamed at her patting her back and wished her luck for her first day at the university. Her dad recently got shifted back to their hometown and Iseul was really excited to explore Seoul. Her dad frequently had to shift from one country to another alongside her as she only had him with him. Her father divorced her mother as she got caught cheating on his father.

She had a whole new gang of notorious and troublesome students like her in every country she lived in and Deji was one of them. She was her favourite bish who lived in Montreal, Canada.

"AAHHH!" The students screamed in terror as Iseul rode the car into the campus violently, beeping nonstop at the people to clear the road for her. "Such a spoiled brat she is." "Is she a new student?" People started murmuring about her in annoyance as she got off the car, dressed in black denim and a white crop top. She had a few piercings, adorning her ears. The only word to describe her was BOLD.

"Why the fuck y'all staring at me?" She grumbled as she stomped her foot on the ground, leaving behind the students who were mumbling how characterless and rude the new girl was. But did the new girl care? Hell no. She does whatever she wants to, not considering to take others opinions.

She sat silently at the corner of her class after finding her way out and decided to relax for a while. "Owner of vehicle number XXXXX, please report to the guard room." The speaker echoed in the huge classroom and Iseul sighed after concluding it to be her car.

"So much trouble for the first day I am facing here." She mumbled to herself, checking her smartwatch. "What happened?" " The student council president called for you to park your car somewhere else as that parking is reserved for him." "That is very much partial. I would have done it for the professors but for a student? Are you serious?" Iseul folded her arms in front of her chest, not agreeing with the request at all.

The council president was listening to the whole conversation and kept on beeping but Iseul decided not to spare a look at him and stood still on the ground. After losing all his patience, he got off his car and approached her with an expression of annoyance plastered on his face.

"Please park the car somewhere else. This spot is reserved for me." The person smirked her way. But as soon as Iseul took off the mask from her face, his smirk disappeared in a flash.

"You?!" Sunghoon clenched his jaw in anger as soon as he saw her. "Yeah, what about me?" She was pulling the last strands of his patience at this moment. "You owe me something don't you?" Sunghoon asked her referring to the payment for his suit. "How the heck I owe you something when I am meeting you for the first time?" She clicked her tongue. She knew him. He was the guy at whom she spilled the coffee but she decided to play. Tugging a dirty smirk on her lips she observed how triggered he was by the fact she didn't remember him. "The guy at whom you spilled the coffee. Name's Sunghoon." He replied back with sass, causing her to wheeze on the weird introduction line.

"Not interested in knowing you." She still held a wicked look over her face, happy to clap back at him. "Look. Whoever you are, get the car off my space." Sunghoon said as he sat back in his lambo, revving the engine. "I am warning you!" He yelled but unknowingly his foot pressed the accelerator and he crashes his car into her new mustang. "Are you stupid? You bastard!" Iseul yelled at him as she witnessed the moment. "Well your ego did deserve that." Sunghoon replied rudely as he got off the car to look for damage. His intention was not to damage her car at all. He would have said sorry if it was someone else and pay for it. But to this girl, nah. She had already caused damage to him at the second meeting.

This duo was stirring up only troubles and nothing else.

"FUCK YOU!" Iseul yelled as she punctured all the four tyres of his car and hit the door hard with her boots. 'My dad's gonna kill me...' nervousness allowed itself to creep up on her as she realized that she just crashed her new car on the first day.

"You are dead, Sunghoon." She balled her fists in anger as she marched back to the lecture room but she bumped into a girl who gave her a dead stare, motioning her to stop in the corridor.

"Iseul? What are you doing here?" Kim Yura, famously known as Rosielle asked her. She was one of a kind, quite similar to Iseul which created a dirty competition amongst them. They were like a dog and a cat, fighting at the minimal issues which came along the way. Every party they both were present at became a battleground where they had physical fights, dodging punches at the one who offended the latter.

At the end, all their expensive accessories were scattered here and there, makeup smothered and beautiful hairstyles ended up turning to a pigeon's nest at which people giggled. They just looked like animals who were decorated with luxury, fighting over a can of tuna. Often commented by others as the spoilt ones who were dumped out of their houses by their parents.

Rosielle was no good news at all.