JiHo was sitting on the leather chair of the recording studio. He was balancing two musics together, trying to make their beats match: this way, it would be easier for him to do the transition from one song to another. As the first music was slowly switching to the second one, he opened his mic. He was LIVE, after all.
- "You are still listening to Zi-a-co's playlist, official DJ of Kim-High College! I wish to all of you a great school year! First day of school, remember to treat your teachers right! Oh, and good luck to the school's soccer team for tonight's match! We'll now continue with the song "Boy in Luv" from BTS's album "2Cool4Skool". Old but gold! Enjoy!"
And he finally closed his mic. He was so good with this. So freakin' good. As he was searching in his tapes for the next song to be aired, a loud BANG echoed in the little space. Scared, JiHo almost made a three foot jump off of his chair. Angry, he opened the door with a mad face.
- "What do you wa-"
He stopped when he recognized who was standing in front of him. His expression changed a bit, a smirk thickling his pink lips.
- "Did you miss me Hyung?", JiHoon asked. The both of them hugged (a manly hug though), and Zico looked at his dongsaeng, surprised.
- "Pyo? What the fuck are you even doing here?"
- "Well, I'm in high school now. I'm a sophomore, and my parents agreed to let me go here", the guy with the hot pink hair stated. He seemed so proud of himself.
- "So you're really going to annoy me for the rest of my junior year, aren't you?", the blond hyung asked. The youngest nodded.
- "Mh, basically... Yes."
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JiHo dropped his backpack on the kitchen floor. His mother was in front of the oven and was cooking something. Probably chicken.
- "Annyeong umma! Going to play a bit of League of Legends with JiHoon, call me when supper's ready! Saranghaeyo!"
And he ran up the stairs. The door slammed and he opened his laptop, taking his earphones from his bed. He put them on then plugged them, ready to kill a poor little Ezreal using Yasuo's windwall. He enterred his password to login (bronie4ever) on his session and waited. When it finally opened, a white window popped. It was blank, nothing was written on it. There was no exit button or a minimize one. JiHo fixed his screen. Slowly, letters started to appear.
《I know who you are.》
Curious but creeped out, Zico re-read the message. What the fuck was this? His brother playing with him again? Hopefully, he could write in the chat box (well, if we could call that a chat box).
《Who are you?》
The answer was quick.
《Someone with hacking skills. I know who you are, Woo JiHo, and by that I mean that I know EVERYTHING about you.》
Woo's files opened suddenly. There was... Another cursor on his screen?! It opened a picture of him, drunk at a party two weeks before. The chat box popped again.
《Your secrets aren't safe anymore.》

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He Hacked My Heart (a.k.a Beauty & The Geek)
RomantizmZico is the one in charge of the student radio, at Kim-High. Except the fact that he's one of the most popular persons in his high school, JiHo has a secret that nobody knows about. Nobody? Not until someone hacks his computer and discovers everythi...