♡Chapter 4♡

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— Jia's POV — (The next morning - Wednesday)

I bit my lip, staring intently at my test paper. The past few days, I've been going to classes based on my age group, but today, they decided to test my IQ and give me a 300 question test. This would determine my grade.

I honestly hope I stay in this grade though. My friends are here. I don't want to be their seniors and stuff.

Finally, I answered the last essay question, rubbing my eyes in mental exhaustion. I got up, handing my exam to the teacher sitting across the empty room. They literally didn't let me take anything inside. No pencils, no erasers, no rulers, no phones, no watches, no jewelry, no shoes, new table, and hair down.

They even patted me down and checked my stockings, socks, shirt sleeves, and all, to make sure I didn't make cheat sheets. As if I would. The test was so-so, not easy, but not difficult. Sure it was hard and exhausting though. They gave me pencils from the teacher, and I literally had to borrow all stationaries from the teacher. They sure are serious about this test.

After handing my test over, they let me out as I retrieved my belongings, including my ring and earrings. I left the room, walking in the empty hallways. They made me skip Biology, so I was watching the classes. I went over to my class and saw Minji drawing and doodling in her notebook while the teacher wrote notes on the board. Knowing Minji, she probably took a picture of it secretly with her phone, postponing it for later. She always gets the newest phones (even if she doesn't want to), so her cameras are advanced.

I walked past Sunoo's class, where they were being scolded in the middle of Japanese class, and Sunoo was casually looking at his reflection in his handheld mirror, hidden in his average sized hand. I watched as the teacher came up to his table, slamming the desk, Sunoo jolting and tossing the mirror in his bag, then realizing that the teacher wasn't even looking at him, instead at the person across the room. I giggled to myself, amused as Sunoo rolled his eyes sassily, sitting up straight.

And that's when my eyes drifted off to the most annoying little boy in the planet. Yang Jungwon. He was attentively listening to the teacher, but it was obvious that he was bored at her speech.

These past few days, it's been pissing me off how he keeps patting my head and using it as an armrest. He says I'm short, but I'm a solid 5 foot 6. Hey, not bad, right?

Sighing, I took a seat outside, on a bench. They gave me the entire first period for my test, but I finished it early, so I have some time. One more thing. Apparantly, Jungwon scored 97% on this test I just took, and he is holding the school record. I have to beat him. I just have to.

- 3 days later -

Today is the day! I'm going to find out what my test scores are, and the test board in the school archive holds Jungwon at first place, Wonyoung at second place, and Lee Felix at third.

I walked with Minji to the school archive room, which was swarming with people. Everyone was gossiping and talking, except, one boy who looked extremely pissed, staring at the board. Of course, It was Yang Jungwon. I decided to go see for myself. I dragged Minji past the crowd, looking at the board. My breath hitched as I spotted my name at the number one spot, replacing Jungwon's. His picture sank down to second, Wonyoung at third. I passed by Jungwon, smirking. He rolled his eyes at me once again, but I just shrugged.

"Omg! Jia, we have to celebrate! Wanna come over to my house later? It's pretty close, and today, students can come back tomorrow, since it's the weekends. Or, if you want to come back here for the night, we can be back here before twelve at midnight, the gates will close by then."

"Hey, it's not a big deal," a voice behind spoke. I turned to see Yunjin leaning on the wall, taking me by surprise.

Riki butted in. "It's so a big deal, dummy. She beat Jungwon, that's something worth celebrating," he said, smiling at me.

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