chapter 34

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Minki's POV

School starts tomorrow...and so does my life as a guy. Zelo hasn't even texted me one word yet...what is he doing with my number if he isn't going to use it?

I was at home...packing up my girl stuff. Good-bye pink fluffy pajamas...good-bye hello-kitty. Good-bye femaie school uniform, and hello guy uniform. I tried on the uniform and looked at myself in the mirror. It's so tight!! It wasn't like the baggy clothes Minho gave to me since he didn't like the hand-me-downs from Seunghyun. I felt like I was stuck in a cocoon, but I had to admit. I looked fine~. Heh-heh, all the girls will be falling all over me....not that I care. No wonder Minho wears this skinny style all the time. 

I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. My stance was already that of a guy, with my loose posture and guyish stride, but I had to change it, or else people would recognize my unique walk. What kind of guy was I trying to be? 

Oh, right. Someone who didn't talk a ton. If I talked a lot, then eventually the secret would pop out. I have to seem cold, untalkative, sleepy, and cool. I had to talk slowly and uninterested, so that I could think before I acted. I changed my facial expression from a frustrated one to a passive one. And I need to lower my voice a bit, too.

"Aah~" I started. Ew, too low.

"Eeeeh~" I tried again. That's better. Okay. Let's rehearse. 

1. Going to school. 

I kept my gaze forward and pretended to look over the heads of people, avoiding their gazes. I casually walked over to my desk and sat down. I had changed my gait to that of a longer, slower, 

"Looking good, Kiki!!" I heard Jonghun fanboy as he entered my room, "But why do you look so mean? Wait. Oh right, you have to drive everyone away."

"Exactly," I nodded slowly, still in my act.

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Zelo's POV

I hadn't summoned enough guts to text Minki. What do I text her? I had so many drafts...but I didn't send them because they seemed idiotic and stupid. 

Some were like: How's the weather today? Do you like ice cream? How's the country side?

The hyungs kept on teasing me to text her. At least they congratulated me that I got her number, and that they finally got to meet her. They were hooting when we got home and pestering me with questions.

"She's really cute!" Himchan had said with a glint in his eyes. I had almost punched him.

"She would've been my type! If only she had more junk in the trunk. Along with some melons," Yongguk had smiled mischieviously. That time, I had barely stopped myself from murdering him with my barehands. Minki's awesome just the way she is.

"I wonder how they made the Pooh-themed sandwiches," Youngjae had considered, "Is it really that their moms are close and like to make Pooh sandwiches?"

At this comment, everyone started making up conspiracies between Minhyun and Minki. They noticed that the two were barely inseperable, and even considered that the two were a secret thing. This thought pissed me off and made my chest contract. I could've texted her and asked these questions. I still have the chance too...but will it make me look awkward if I text her these things out of the blue?  

Today's the first day of school for her twin. I wonder what he's like. Maybe if I get close to him, I'll be able to learn a little bit more about Minki.

I hurried to school, ahead of the hyungs. This time, I arrived early for once. I got there so early that I was still sleepy. Soon, I was drooling on my desk.

"Zelo! Wake up! Why did you come here so early when all you're going to do is fall asleep!?" Jongup woke me up ten minutes later. I looked around wildly. Minhyun was here, but Minki was gone. Everyone was in class now, waiting for it to start. I noticed a bunch girls were whispering furiously behind, and I leaned over to listen in.

"Omo! Minki's brother looks EXACTLY like her! But he acts so different!"

"He's WAY different! Can't you see? He's HOT! Not to mention cute!"

"Remember how she always acts on impulse? He doesn't even acknowledge you're there. It's like he's too tall and can't see you!"

Then they squealed. So he looks just like her? Well, they are twins. It's actually kind of creepy, thinking of my crush as a guy. 

"CLASS!! SHUT UP!!" the teacher bellowed, and everyone shut up. Jongup scrambled to his desk. Did this happen when I was going to be introduced?

"As you all know, our beloved Minki has left for the country side. Her twin took her place. Ren, you can come in now, if you want," the teacher beckoned.

In came Minki. Well, he LOOKED like Minki. He had the same eyes, face, and hair. He was even her height, but he was different. He didn't have Minki's wide-eyed attentiveness. Instead, he looked bored with life and stared over everyone's heads. He wore a hoodie under his uniform, which fit nicely on him. For some weird reason, though, it gave him more of a girly feel. 

"Anyeonghaseyo. I'm Ren. Nice to meet you," he introduced himself, "I'm sorry I transfered here so late. I hope we get along just fine."

I heard the girls giggle out of excitement. I could totally tell they wanted more that to "just get along."

Ren walked with a long smooth stride with a bit of a strut down the isle, like a model. Then he sat right next to Minhyun, who leaned over to whisper to him. With Ren by his side, it looked like tall models in a photoshoot. I couldn't take my eyes off, and if I had trouble, imgine the girls. They must be drooling over him by now. I turned my attention to the teacher, but kept on looking to the side, thinking Minki was here. Instead, I was greeted with the sight of Ren leaning back in his chair, chin up, eyes half-closed, and playing with a pencil.  

This was going to be a long day. 

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Minhyun POV

I watched Minki walk into the room as Ren. She's doing pretty well so far, but she gave more of a girly vibe than when she was dressed as a girl. Watching her act like this almost make me laugh. Her act was convincing, but since I knew it was her, it looked almost ridiculous. 

She introduced herself and walked to her formal seat. I could hear the girls fangirling behind me, and I allowed a little smile. 

Looks like we're safe. 

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