Torn Between The Stars (Seventeen Fanfic)

Chapter 3: An anonymous helper

The next day, I met all thirteen of them in the classroom. They all had already chosen a spot before I arrived there. Suddenly, the seats around me had become filled. Although that sounded unusual, it wasn't. No one sat beside me. Not because I didn't have friends (I did have them by the way), but because the teacher liked to separate the four of us. No one was allowed to sit next to us in case we would bother them.

Right in front of me sat The8. And I thought, S.Coups was a strange stage name. Minghao was just a number. I wondered why he chose that kind of name.

I didn't mind his choice in seat place since he was taller than me and blocked my view. I was blessed with this since I could doze off during the lessons without anyone noticing it.

Behind me, sat the youngest member of the boy group. Another strange name, Dino. Was he trying to be a dinosaur or something? I seriously wondered how they did it. Coming up with such names. They should at least have explained their stage names in order to prevent confusion.

On my right, was some blonde guy with some weird Japanese name who was actually Korean and not Japanese like I thought. Moshi? Yoshi? I didn't know. Whatever it was, it was certainly something strange.

Only the spot on my left was empty. That was, until that guy from yesterday filled it.

"Good Morning, Aeri." He smiled warmly.

Surprised by his greeting, I nodded my head.

I saw the guy next to me shoot us looks which were full of suspicion.

I just shrugged it off and as the lesson started, I leaned forwards into my sleeping position.

***

"Ms. and Mr. Kwon, wake up!" I heard someone call me. With a befuddled look, I looked up.

He didn't sound all too happy. I could hear the anger in his voice.

"Just because you're famous, does not mean that you can just slack off during my lessons!" He sounded really angry, I wanted to cover my ears and continue sleeping. But, I knew If I did, I would only get into more problems.

Mr. Kwon? Who was that even? I don't recall ever hearing someone with the same surname.

I looked beside me, blinking multiple times to make my vision clearer.

With the same expression as mine, he let out a yawn.

His blond bleached hair was a mess, almost like a birds nest. His mouth was slightly parted as his mind still couldn't register in what situation he was in. Staring at him, I couldn't make out whether his eyes were already open or not.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kim. It's just that I'm still tired from yesterday night's dance practice and I therefore didn't get enough sleep." He explained while trying to gain pity from him.

"Awh, Mr. Kim just let him off for this one time. Idols lead a hard life." One girl said while the others agreed with her.

Seeing all those pitying looks of his girl students, he sighed. He did not know how exhausting the life of an idol was and therefore gave in.

"Alright then. I'll only let you off this once though. Next time, you will not get away with it so easily." He warned.

"Thank you sir." He smiled, showing his signature eye-smile, making the girls in the classroom swoon over him.

From the corner of my eye, I saw him smirk a little. However, before I could make sure he was, I realised that Mr. Kim was standing in front of me.

Even though, he let that guy off so easily, that was not the case for me.

As soon as his glance landed on me, I knew I was in trouble.