All students gathered at the grounds to attend the flag raising ceremony. On the right side were the Middle grade students, while the High school students were on the left. After the ceremony, the principal of the Kyunghee University gave his welcome address to the students for the new academic year.
Shortly after the program, everyone, including the Faculty members went to their respective classes.
First Period, History Class, Section 2-A
The room was like a circus, with each student greeting one another and chatting about their vacation, and whatnots.
“Hey, D.O., what’s up?” Baekhyun tapped the former’s shoulder. “Still thinking about Triple L’s?”
D.O., or Do Kyungsoo as formally known, raised his eyebrow and looked blankly at the latter.
“What are you talking about?” he blurted, still with his blank expression.
“Triple L’s—long, lost lover,” Baekhyun teased.
“Yah, Byun Baekhyun! Hajima~” Kyungsoo turned to face him properly, who was sitting behind him.
“Yah, Bacon, are you teasing D.O. again?” Chen joined them, sitting towards D.O.’s left.
“Yo, wassup?” Chanyeol greeted as he sat towards Baekhyun’s left.
“D.O.’s lovesick again,” Baekhyun teased further.
“Neo jeongmal~” Kyungsoo uttered, annoyed.
While they were teasing each other, two girls from Section C went directly inside the room, walking towards the boys’ seats.
“D.O.-sshi, please accept this,” the girl held out a small-box, beautifully prepared in colourful wrapper.
The other girl also gave something to Chanyeol.
“Thank you, but please refrain from giving presents like this,” Kyungsoo said, straightforwardly.
“Eh? Ah, yeah,” the girl answered softly.
To make the girl less disappointed, Baekhyun took the gift instead.
“Don’t worry; I’ll make sure he’ll bring this home.”
“Ne, kamsahamnida,” the girls left after.
“Kyungsoo, you’re a bit harsh, don’t you think?” Chen blurted.
D.O. just sighed and opened his book, aimlessly scanning the pages.
“I just don’t want to entertain that kind of thing.”
“How I wish you’d meet a girl who would loosen you up,” Baekhyun said, crossing his arms.
While the class was busy chatting and all, Professor Min Seulgi, their History instructor, was on her way, together with a girl student.
As she entered the room, the students became silent.
“How was your vacation?” she asked, smiling.
“It was short~” most of the girls protested.
“I know right? Well, you’re here once again to face the reality that you’re students and that you have to attend your classes,” Prof. Min stated as a matter-of-factly.
“Eh~”
“Alright, please settle down. I’d like you to meet a new student from Kyunghee’s Suwon campus. “Miss Song, please come in.”
Upon calling her, the transferee immediately entered the classroom. All eyes were on her as she made her way in front. Her straight, mid-length hair flowed freely, as she bowed.
