His horrified expression made my day."W-what? Suzuki Kiko?" he shoved his hands in his pockets, as if protecting them from my 'germs'. My extended hand was left ignored, but I still felt victorious.
"Taeyong? Did you frickin hear her?" he called to the angel/devil dude.
"Mhm. Sure did. Loud and clear. Anyways. You guys should do some dancing, cause you know..it's a dance studio. See you 'round Kiko!" he waved and walked away, towards the direction where Jaemin had taken Ten.
Yuta scoffed. "Do you expect me to believe that?"
I raised an eyebrow, but it was probably nowhere as alluring as I had intended it to be.
"Suzuki Kiko is a murderer. And a 'Straight F' student. She murdered her own frickin parents! That's not the type of person you want to steal an identity from you know!" he continued.
The false rumors stung my ears. Since I had lived with people like this, I was no longer vulnerable to the insults. I had learned to use nothing but my words when this happens."Say what you want, but keep in mind, if I am who you say I am, you should stay off of my bad side," I said
I smirked and jogged off in the direction of the rest of them.
~
Oh god. I need holy water.
I nearly screamed at the sight that I saw just then.
Ten and Taeyong need to cleanse themselves immediately.
"Stop, baby don't stop," Taeyong whispered, while dancing to sexy moves, along with Ten.
I don't know if this is a sin or a blessing, but it needs to stop, right now. But, I couldn't bear to take my eyes off.
Once they had finished, my hands clapped harder than ever before. My palms were aching.
Jisung saw me and grabbed my arm with an angry expression. "Don't watch that unholy stuff. Mark says it's bad for your health."
"Who's Mark?"
"A friend, well brother."
"Okay."
"Let's leave. I'll take you back to your dorm."
"Okay"
~
I could hear their moans from the mailbox outside. Yup. Jaehee and her boyfriend were going at it. The partner tour sure had benefited both Jaehee and her boyfriend.
Jisung heard it too, but he seemed to have a different interpretation. "Your friend must have a very relaxing masseuse over. It sounds very pleasuring."
I had face palmed myself. I couldn't bring myself to actually explain the circle of life to this little tiny being.
"Um yeah, sounds like she's having fun!"
"Yeah, we don't wanna interrupt. Come over to my dorm or something. It'll be more fun than having some old lady rub your stressed skin!"
My dirty mind does not allow me to process such things in a holy fashion.
"Okay," I nodded my head.
We entered his dorm. Inside were some dudes playing on the Playstation. What I saw next made me freeze in my tracks.
I see Kwon Taejoon holding a controller, screaming out curses whenever he lost.
If Taejoon is here, who's with Jaehee?
"Taejoon?"
"Uh huh," he was so engrossed in his game, he didn't bother to look at me.
I saw he was playing Mario Kart.
I gave up on trying to talk to him. When I play Mario Kart, it's impossible to get my attention.
"Yo Jisung," I called out, approaching him.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for bringing me here."
"Yeah no problem, that's what partners are for!", he said with a small smile on his face.
My eyebrows furrowed. "What are partners for? Like why do they assign them for us?"
"Uh, I think it has something to do with the fact that the school is large. Like, by that, I mean very large. I think this place is like 20 acres?"
My eyes widened. This place was way bigger on the inside than it seemed on the outside.
"Also, we have some.. uh projects running that we wouldn't want anybody stepping in on. So basically for the first day or so, the school has some older students showing the younger around, so they don't do something that they'll regret," he said, emphasizing the word 'regret'.
What do they even do at this place?
"Okay," I said hesitantly, with thoughts running through my head.
"Wait, wait. You're older than me?" I exclaimed, not believing that this little cute baby man was older than me.
He chuckled, "I don't think so. How old are you? Around 19 right? Yeah I'm 16, but I got into the school earlier than others."
"Wow, you must have been really smart then," I said. Right after I made that statement, his face made a turn for the hostile side.
But a second later, it turned back to the adorable Jisung face that I had known.
He then looked at the TV, where the other boys were playing games. Only one of those boys was Jisung's roommate, but it seems he had invited others over.
"Yo.. I wanna show you something," he says, grabbing my wrist and dragging me out the door.
I can't believe this guy is only 16. Even though I see him as adorable, he is pretty much the same height as me.
I still didn't know what to do about Jaehee and Taejoon though.
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