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~Tzuyu POV~

I hesitantly walked up to the entrance. I adjusted the birthstone hairclip on my hair and approached the girl by the entrance. She brushed her pink hair away and smiled brightly at me.
"Hi!!" She greeted cheerfully. "I'm Jihyo! Are you a new student?"
I gave her a small smile and nodded. "Chou Tzuyu." I introduced. She nodded. "I'll walk you to the principal's office. She'll give you your number."

My eyebrows furrowed. "Number? What number?" I asked in confusion.

It was Jihyo's turn to frown. "You don't know?" She glanced at me. I shrugged. "It wasn't in the flyer." Jihyo opened her mouth to speak but thought better of it and pursed her lips. "Mrs. Jeon's gonna explain it to you."

I bit my bottom lip nervously and followed the pink-haired girl silently until we stopped in front of the door.
"Here we are..." Jihyo said, her once cheerful voice sounding a little forced. She gave me a tight lipped smile and opened the door. I thanked her and went inside, still wondering about the number she previously mentioned.

That school is not what you think it is.

"Excuse me?"
I shook my head and smiled at the lady sitting by the window.
"Are you one of the new students?"
I cleared my throat and nodded. "Yes ma'am." I confirmed softly. She pushed her glasses up to her nose and gestured to the chair in front of her desk. I made sure my hair wasn't a mess and sat down.
"Name?" She asked, not even looking up from her paper.
"Chou Tzuyu..." I mumbled and looked around. The room had a large amount of trophies and framed pictures of 7 boys and about the same amount of girls.

The principal continued asking me stuff about my life: where I came from, my life status and where my parents work.
Mrs. Jeon went silent for a while then suddenly said, "5," and gave me my ID. I frowned at the black lace and wore it. I stood up and bowed before leaving her office.

I looked at my schedule and frowned. "Math? Really?" I mumbled and sighed in exasperation. I slipped my ID and frowned at the lace. Why is it black? For a school that's famous around the world, their choice of lace colors is... questionable..

I looked around for my locker and immediately opened it when I found it. There were already a lot of students roaming around in groups of two's and three's. I bit my inner cheek anxiously and looked down shyly, avoiding eye contact with the others and speed-walked to my designated locker. I opened it and grabbed my books, then went to search for my classroom.

While I was walking, I quickly thought of how I was gonna introduce myself... because that's what really matters...

I was contemplating on two choices when I bumped into someone. I stumbled and almost face-planted the floor if it wasn't for me gripping one of the locker handles.

I frowned and turned back around, biting my bottom lip in irritation. This little- "Hey!!" I yelled at the guy walking away. I was sure he was the one who bumped into me since he and his... friends were the only ones walking in the middle of the hallway. He ignored me and continued walking. I gritted my teeth and yelled again. "Hey, you!! The black haired guy with the jean jacket!!"

I clenched my fists when he continued ignoring me.

"Hey!!" I yelled again and removed my shoe, then aimed it at his head.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!!" The guy shouted in surprise and touched the back of his head. His friends stopped as well and looked at him, then on my shoe laying on the ground. The brown haired guy with the broad shoulders and the blonde, short guy even started laughing. The guy whirled around and looked around angrily.

 The guy whirled around and looked around angrily

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I fought the urge to gasp.

His features were scrunched up in anger, but he still looked handsome, with his soft brown doe eyes and fluffy black hair and his thin pink lips, which I bet are soft. He tilted his head, showing me his sharp jawline and a small scar on his cheek.

He was a jerk,
But he was a handsome jerk.

I shook my head, forcing myself out of my stupor.

Snap out of it, Chou Tzuyu!! You cannot fall for his looks!! He's a jerk!!

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