My Only Boo Is You

I Woke Up, Even in Dreams

~◇CHAPTER 1◇~

School of Performing Arts, Seoul; the most prestigious school for everyone who dreamed of becoming a performing artist. Boasting a long list of famous names in the Korean entertainment industry, the school is like honey to a bee to those who wanted their own share of the spotlight. Boo Seungkwan was one of them. He took a deep breath and ran his hands through his bright yellow uniform to smoothen out the creases as if the action would also smoothen out the nervousness he felt vibrating in from his heart through out his entire body. He let out the breath he was holding and started walking towards the school.

"Boo Seungkwan " at the mention of his name, Seungkwan stood up and walked inside the office of the Vice-Principal.

"Ah, here you are! The pride of Jeju, please take a seat" the Vice Principal gestured him to sit down on the chair in front his table.

After a brief welcome from the Vice Principal- just a simple congratulations-you-won-the-contest-now-here's-a-scholarship. Seungkwan walked out of the office with his heart on his throat and his schedule in his hands. He still can't believe that he was granted a scholarship here even though it's already his 2nd year in High School. He had dreamt of being admitted into the school since he learned admitted into the school since he learnt how to sang do-re-mi, and now that he's finally walking through its halls towards its classroom. Seungkwan pinched himself just to make sure everything was real. The pinch stung and he assured himself that there will be nothing wrong today. 

That was the major 'wrong' of the day.

First, it took him 30 minutes to find where his classroom was. Second, he realised that he left his packed lunch at home and third, the teacher didn't look so nice as he entered the classroom.

"First day of school and you are already late huh?" the teacher asked, one eye brow raised.

"I'm sorry but I got lost. It won't happen again" Seungkwan answered politely before lowering himself into a bow. The teacher caught his Jeju accent.

"You must be transferee from Jeju! I didn't know you don't have a sense of punctuality on that island? Go and find a seat" the teacher grunted at Seungkwan.

Seungkwan settled himself at the farthest chair in the room, next to the window.He sighed to himself once again that this was going to be a good day.

Wrong again. 

As Seungkwan was getting his notebook and pencil out of his bag, the classroom door opened and in came three students who, even though they were already later than him, simply walked in coolly. He waited for his teacher to explode in anger, but he too simply took the situation coolly.  He sighed at them and looked at them with contempt. 

"Good morning Mr Choi, " Said the tallest one who was smiling from ear to ear.

"We had a long chat with the Vice-Principal," said the other one whose voice was impossibly deeper for his age.

"It's the first day of school for crying out loud, what trouble did you get into again? And where is the other one?" as if on cue, the classroom door opened again and Seungkwan's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw who entered. The guy didn't look Korean, probably a foreign exchange student, but this idea was dismissed immediately when he spoke.

"Good morning Mr Choi! Sorry, we're late," he said in fluent Korean. He smiled a dazzling smile before bowing down to his teacher. Mr Choi simply dismissed them with a wave of a hand and they went to their seats. Seungkwan was very much annoyed. Who could these people be to receive such treatment? Seungkwan was whispering under his breath when he felt someone moved next to him. 

"Uh. I'll just sit here," he heard the guy who moved next to him say, but it wasn't directed to him. He was talking to the foreign student with caramel locks.

"Ass hole." the words went out of his mouth before Seungkwan knew it.

"Who? Me?" the guy next to him looked offended. The nameplate he's wearing said, Lee Chan.

"No, not you. Them," he pointed to the trio with his pouted lips.

"Oh no, don't get me wrong. It's not like they bullied me out of my seat. I offered him mine," Chan flashed a bright smile.

"Why?"

"Well, I like him. Not in a romantic way no!" Chan shooked his head frantically."It's just like everyone seems to like them, they have visuals and talent, the very image that this school needs."

"Really? But why did Mr Choi asked what 'trouble' did they get into 'again'?" Seungkwan asked, writing imaginary quotation marks in the air.

"The only trouble they get into here is with the girls. They have a huge fan base here, and cat fights are always bound to happen." Chan said as if it was the most obvious thing on earth.

Seungkwan grunted at that. This was the first thing that he hated about the entertainment industry these days. Everything is about the visual now and talent comes second. As a singer he believed that your voice is your main tool, it's your gift to the world, and most of the time this gift was not appreciated just because it was not wrapped in a perfect package. He had to admit though, that the trio had outstanding visuals. The tallest guy has perfect facial structures and has an easy smile. His sharp fangs don't even make him scary, it makes him more desirable. The one with the deep voice though was the complete opposite of the Tallest's warm persona. He's the cold guy who is gifted with effortless beauty. But the one who made Seungkwan curious was the foreign boy who has caramel coloured hair and honey brown eyes. He looked like he jumped out of a movie screen and went to school just for the heck of it. What made him curious though wasn't his glorious face but a familiar sensation at the back of his mind that he can't put his finger on.

"So who's who?" Seungkwan asked the boy beside him after a while.

"Oh, that one is Kim Mingyu," he pointed to the tallest guy." Top of the class believe it or not."

"That cold looking guy beside him is Jeon Wonwoo" he continued " he only looks cold because he is the student council president."

"And that one is Vernon, he is the basketball star," Chan was talking animatedly. He raised his hand as if to shoot an invisible ball into an invisible ring.

"Just Vernon?" Seungkwan asked.

"Well, that is his English name. Cool huh? I want to have one too, like maybe Dino."

"So what is his Korean name?" Seungkwan interrupted his monologue.

"It's...."

"CHWE HANSOLLLLLLLLLLL!!"
A group outside the classroom finished his sentence for him. They giggled loudly and waved at Hansol who didn't pay attention to them.

"Chwe Hansol.... hmmm where did I...WAEEE HANSOLLIEEE???" Seungkwan screamed internally.

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A/N

OHHH THE SUSPENSE... HOW DOES SEUNGKWAN KNOW VERNON??? DO THEY HAVE A PAST TOGETHER??? anywayyyy I hope this 1212 words is enough for you guys.... and do enjoy the next chapter once I finish writing the chap......

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~Qimmie aka Park Minyoung~

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