Annyeong, Mahal At Second year Senior High School, Ava, Bea and Lia had one rule: no distractions. Senior year was supposed to be simple until four Korean boys transferred in. --- The three girls nearly bolted out of the classroom as soon as the Math class ended. "Gusto kong umiyak!" Bea groaned, stretching her arms as they walked through the hallway. "Ang hirap ng lesson, grabe!" "Tama! Parang ang bilis ni Ma'am magturo!" Lia complained, massaging her temples. "Hindi pa ako ready sa mga calculus na yan!" Ava sighed, adjusting her bag. "Same. Ang sakit na ng ulo ko. Wala na akong brain cells." As they walked toward the canteen, they couldn't help but notice the excited murmurs around them. Almost every student they passed was whispering about the new transfer students. Pranks. Insults. Eye rolls. Then came the dreaded group project. Late nights, stolen glances, unexpected sparks. Hatred turned into curiosity... then something deeper. Annyeong, Mahal- ongoing (I'll show the faces of the characters at the end of the every chapter where they were introduced)
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