I stare at the tall, Victorian styled building in front of me.
This is my university, anyway.
It is elite, i must admit. The facilities, the program, the lecturers, the students, basically everything. You only need one of these two extreme traits to be able to enroll: extreme rich, or extreme smart. You know which one i am.
Do i feel proud? I told everyone that i am. The truth? I feel very unlucky. Being one of the most prestigious university in the country, the curriculum they use is the one that gives me a hard time catch up to. I have to stay awake everytime i have quizzes or tests, in order not to fail any of it. My pretty face was switched to this, one very ugly little creature i don't even recognize. Alright, sorry i'm exaggerating. I'm actually still pretty. Duh.
No matter what, it was the worst decision of my life that i decided to enroll here. But oh well, at least i get to see Taehyung everyday.
Oh ho.
Speaking of the devil, there he is! Yes yes, i know my eyes are gleaming. It happens everytime, so no worries.
I run happily, catching up to the tall guy.
"Good morning!" I whistle beside him.
Taehyung turns his head to look at me. His hair is getting longer that i fail to find his beautiful eyes behind it. Nevertheless, he looks breathtaking.
"Are you done with the essay?" Was the first thing he said.
Hearing that, i can't help but to roll my eyes. "Seriously? Out of so many sweet words in the dictionary, you have to say those?"
I don't regret saying those because the next thing i know, his beautiful smile blooms.
"Lazy ass." he ruffles my hair. "Let's get in,"
I smile, following his steps into the building.
-oOo-
The class is about to start, and i am already sleepy. Really, college life is just hard. Especially for a dumbass like me.
I turn around to see Taehyung chatting with his friend, his smile couldn't go unnoticed. Unknowingly, i smile along too.
Having him as a classmate is a privilege itself. For me, for any girls, for everyone. He's good-looking, smart, rich, has good personality. He's just.. perfect. No wonder he's as popular as me. The only difference is, i'm a dumbass.
Okay okay, i admit. He may be a little bit more popular than me, but that doesn't make any differences.
Talking about class, yes, the university has their own system in grouping the students. We're put into classes, like school days, according to the major we chose. Only the lecturers exchange, and they have their own standards to score us.
After few semesters, we have to go to internship for a year. Whether you want it to be inside or outside of Korea, it's up to you. Usually, students with excellent scores and achievements (read: smart) get to go faster than the others, so they can graduate first. If the university happens to give you this chance, you NEVER want to reject it.
And because of that, i have to work extra hard because i want to graduate faster, and because some lecturers are just shit.
However for me, it's no more than just a dream. A dream that is impossible to reach because i'm just plain dumb.
My train of thoughts is dispersed when the professor comes in. When i look in front, it's not just any professor that i see. It's the head of department, Mr. Choi.
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