Tae Shin is a simple boy with simple dreams, who likes to hide his half-forgotten past into the shadows of his low self-esteem. Kim JaeHwan is a sole heir to a gigantic multi-billion conglomerate, who likes to reminisce the ghosts of his happy child...
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"Children, my darlings!" Biology faculty and homeroom teacher of class 1-A, Choi SunHee beamed at her students while handing out the flyers for the HK Neuroscience Cancer Research society's application form. "It's a wonderful opportunity for those of you wanting to pursue life sciences ahead in the future."
"Professor," Shin raised his hand. He was the only one in the entire class who actually put his brains to use. "I want to apply for this." The boy was in daze, drowning in delirium of having finished his entire portion of volumes and measurements when he sat down to study a day before.
He had a magnanimous amount of free time on his hands. All because he was promised to be taken out to see Hwang JiYeon the next day.
"Brilliant!" Professor Choi clapped her hands together. "Anyone else?" She smiled brightly, turning to her hopeless students, hoping her enthusiasm would push them to atleast consider the thought. "Okay, no one else. So let's move on to the next part. We have the date sheet for the Royal Sports-"
The teacher couldn't complete because the students took this news far too happily. "You can hoot and be happy later on, hear this for now." Still, the students took a minute to settle down and Professor SunHee started again. "This time we're having the sports fest so no fairs and fun activities, just the food stalls. And Head Boy decided to hand those responsibilities to the middle school, so all we have to do is focus on bringing at least one first place for our class."
Professor Choi distinctly resembled a cat, with her cat like eyes and her omnipotent smile. And she had the habit of babying her students. The students loved it.
"But what about the shops we'd set up? Aren't we hosting the fest this year?" HaeBom asked.
"Sorry son," Miss Sunhee said, "that would be hosted by RGH. It depends on Head Boy how much would he decide to contribute so we need to wait for him to say anything."
Shin swooned. Kim JaeHwan was so authoritative, and yet hid such large pains behind his always formal face.
"So I have narrowed down a possible list of options as what we will be doing, I'd be putting that list up on our class' wall on the website. You can add your suggestions there itself.
"We should move on to studies now, shouldn't we?"
"Yes Professor!"
Those first years behaved like a bunch of meowing kittens before their mother cat.
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"Good morning grasshoppers, no need to stand up and bow so keep sitting. Those of you not willing to study, please go away, I am not willing to tolerate your nonsense as well," as usual, Professor Nam JeWon, business studies faculty and homeroom teacher of class 3-A set his steaming cup of coffee down on his desk and turned to the white board.
