Secrets and Lies

18.

Zelo had probably already left his school by the time she'd ended hers and picked up Ahri at the kindergarten. Jiyoo had called one of the maids to take care of her younger sister whilst she headed over to Zelo's school. It was already past seven when she made it to her destination. After school classes were still going on. Though, she doubted that Zelo was taking any of those. The younger boy was probably at home, playing videogames or something. It was a dead-end since Jiyoo didn't know where he lived.

A sigh slipped from her lips as she stared up on the building. Would it be worth it to actually enter the school and look for him?She smiled; it wouldn't be the first time she got into trouble. Well, it would be the first time she got into trouble for entering another school, one that she had no right to step inside. As long as she found Zelo then Jiyoo would be able to live through the consequences. The girl was desperate for answers.

To know more about Daehyun was her main reason to why she was even there, "ZELO." Jiyoo voiced out his name so that it echoed throughout the area, "ZELO." She was going to continue until someone acknowledged her. School for rich kids, that's the feeling she got when wandering down the hallways. Not that her school was any different. It had the exact same feeling and people.

"Student." she spun around and came face to face with a teacher. Without any sort of respect for the older male did Jiyoo speak up, "where is Zelo, or someone that knows him?" whilst speaking did she let her gaze fall upon a few male students further down the same hallway. "And you are?" she stared down at the emblem on her blazer, "I'm Jiyoo from Jawoon high school." low murmurs emitted from the group of male students and her ears perked up when she heard, "Isn't that Zelo's girlfriend?He truly hit score on that one, high school student at Jawoon and pretty." Hm, they seemed to know him pretty well. "YOU, DO YOU KNOW WHERE ZELO LIVE?" she shouted at the group, more specifically at the boy who'd said that.

"You'll have to leave before I call the police." Once again did Jiyoo ignore the teacher as she stepped around the old man. It was with hasty steps that she walked up to the younger students. "Tell me about Zelo's whereabouts." The girl wanted to get over with it before that teacher possibly called the police. Jiyoo extended her hand and yanked one of the boy's closer by pulling at the collar of his blazer.

"Tell. Me." the words were voiced out loud and clear and the younger student flinched, "Lotte Castle in Gangnam." Hm, the more she got to know about Zelo the more she realized that he was quite the rich kid. "Good boy." Jiyoo withdrew and gave the boys a tiny, almost insignificant smile in appreciation. "BYE." She flashed them a V-sign whilst getting the hell out of there. Jiyoo was going to find out everything about Daehyun. All the incidents couldn't be just coincidences. Plus,he knew something that he refused to tell, another thing that only made the girl even more curious.

The shiny building did actually impress her as she entered the lobby. The marble details caught her attention and she let her gaze wander around, the fancy furniture's and high-class feeling was beyond anything she'd seen before. Jiyoo headed up to the reception like desk since she didn't know which floor the younger boy lived on. The middle-aged lade gave her a bright smile, "how may I help you?" the girl blinked, a bit shocked and stunned at the welcome.

"I -eh, there's a boy living in this building. His name is Zelo, middle-school student with blonde hair. Could you please give him a call and say that Jiyoo is waiting down at the lobby." Hopefully enough would the woman know who she was referring to. She would honestly be shocked if the other woman wouldn't know about him. It was quite hard to not notice him with that bright hair, cheerful attitude and the skateboard he carried around. "Of course, and please, do take a seat while waiting." Jiyoo acknowledged the words by nodding her head. The group of couches and armchairs looked inviting. Taking a seat the girl straightened her pleaded skirt. It wouldn't be the first time Zelo saw her wearing the school uniform.