Stuck in Between (EXO-APink Fan Fiction)

1. The Boy Next Seat

Chorong's POV

So here's another school year again. I'm already in high school. At last! I survived the long and difficult days of studying to be admitted in a high standard school.

Well, I'm here now walking in Yongsan High School looking around its surroundings, and excited to have a new life.

I graduated from an all-girls middle school so I'm kinda thrilled about studying in a co-ed school. And, this year, I'm hoping to find ROMANCE. Heol~ no, I should find that perfect guy of my dreams. How romantic!

A guy approached me as I entered my assigned classroom. He is wearing thick-framed eyeglasses like a nerd, but his uniform seemed.. distorted. He didn't close the blazer and he put on a lot of colorful stuff in it, and I forgot to mention, he's wearing a colorful baseball cap as well.

"Annyeong! I'm Chanyeol, and you are?" he asked.

I was kinda taken a back by his sudden question. Why is this guy so confident?

"I'm.. Chorong. Park Chorong." It feels weird to introduce myself to a guy, but I managed to smile.

He smiled as well. Oh! This guy is kinda cute.

"Chorong-ah!"

I heard a familiar tone of voice called my name. Yes, I was right. It was Jung Eunji. My bubbly boyish straightforward friend who has been staying in Seoul for years but still have a dialect.

"Eunji-ah!" We hugged each other. How I miss her! We haven't seen each other over summer vacation coz she went home to Busan.

Chanyeol cleared his throat to get our attention.

"Chanyeol-ah! You don't have to do that!" Eunji commented.

Wait. Did this two became friends already? How could Eunji be so comfortable using informal words easily? I envy her.

"Chorong-ah. His our neighbor. You know, the one I always fight with at home."

"Jinjja?"

Oh! That was unexpected. I was imagining an ugly, short, dorky looking guy as her childhood playmate, but it turned out that Eunji was just making him look ugly in our imagination.

Then Eunji jumps to put her arm on Chanyeol's shoulder. His tall height made him lean downward.

I giggled looking at their situation.

Another person cleared his throat behind us. It's our homeroom teacher. He introduced himself as Mr. Kim Heechul. Kinda girly, funny, and lively guy. Our school year would be so much fun having a teacher like him.

Anyway, I was sitted alone without a seatmate. We were put in number according to.. I don't how Mr. Kim grouped us, but I am sitted near the back at the side of the window while Eunji is sitted with a pretty girl who looks so innocent and Chanyeol is sitted with a Chinese-looking guy. He and Chanyeol seemed to get along well so easily.

Chanyeol has talent in making friends, I think so.

"Tomorrow, we will elect our class monitor so get to know each other today." Mr. Kim got his stuff off the table and put them in his arms. He was about to go but he suddenly stopped.

"Number 23." He called my class number.

"Ne, songsaengnim." I answered confused.

"22 is gonna arrive tomorrow so don't think that the space is all yours." Then he gave an evil laugh before going out of the room.

Everyone was surprised. Our teacher is super weird.

I got up right after Mr. Kim went out of the room. I went straight to Eunji.