Author's POV
In the living room, After playing games on her brother's phone ,little Yn lay curled like a kitten on the grand velvet couch, her soft snores barely audible.
Namjoon walked in, perfectly dressed in a navy blue formal suit, his aura sharp and commanding. He paused when he saw his baby sister asleep. A rare softness appeared in his eyes.
He crouched beside her, brushing a lock of hair from her forehead.
Namjoon (in a low murmur):
"Time to wake up, little one. You have a big day ahead."
Yn (groggy, stretching like a kitten):
"Hmm... yes, oppa..."
Namjoon smiled and lifted her into his arms with practiced ease, carrying her to her room. There, the maids stood ready, helping Yn get dressed in the neat grey-and-white uniform of Kim Royal Academy - the most prestigious school in the country, privately owned by none other than the Kim family.
Her hair was neatly braided into two soft plaits, tied with velvet ribbons. Her little feet wore polished black shoes with white socks. A tiny charm bracelet glimmered on her wrist - a gift from Jin oppa.
Namjoon (softly):
"You look like a princess."
Yn (giggling):
"I look like your princess!"
They walked together down the staircase, where the butler had already arranged a light breakfast. But excitement bubbled too strongly in Yn to eat much.
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Car Ride
Their private car glided down the smooth road toward the academy. Yn sat beside Namjoon in the back seat, eyes wide as she stared out the window. The city blurred past, but her heart beat in excitement.
Yn (pointing out the window):
"Oppa! Look at that fountain! It's dancing!"
Namjoon (chuckling):
"That's the Harmony Fountain. We passed it every day while you were still home."
She smiled, swinging her legs.
As the car pulled through the towering gates of Kim Royal Academy, Yn's mouth fell open. The building looked like a palace - tall pillars, fountains, perfectly manicured lawns, and grand stone archways. A statue of the school's founder - Kim Taehyun I - stood in the courtyard.
Yn (whispering in awe):
"Oppa... is this really my school?"
Namjoon (grinning):
"Yes, baby. And now it's yours too."
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Inside the School
As they entered the school, the silence was striking. Classes were ongoing, but whispers rippled through the halls like a secret storm. Teachers and students alike peeked from classroom windows or hallway corners.
Namjoon walked like he owned the place - which, frankly, he did - with Yn beside him, her hand tucked in his. Her presence seemed to radiate innocence in contrast to the sharp authority in his stride.
Every teacher or staff member they passed bowed deeply, murmuring greetings.
Teacher 1 (nervously):
"Good morning, Master Namjoon..."
Namjoon (without glancing):
"Hmm."
Author's POV
The fear in their voices wasn't unfounded. The Kim sons were powerful - not just heirs to wealth but to something far deeper. No one wanted to be on their bad side.
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The Principal's Office
They arrived at the Principal's Office, a grand room with dark wood panels, awards lining the walls, and a deep leather chair behind a mahogany desk.
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