THIRD POV

"So this his new school .." he put his luggage beside him and his eyes began to look around the building and a beautiful garden in front of him, He smiled a little, "not bad, no wonder he wanted to come here"

"Hey, who are you to come here without permission?"

He turned slowly and saw a middle-aged man came up to him, just a few steps and the man’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"A-are you the son of Chairman Kim?"

He smiled and bowed a little, "Nice to meet you, Secretary Yoon"

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"Eomma !!" Luhan looked at her in disbelief.

"What else?" His mother cut the fruit in front of him without lifting her face toward his son who frowned annoyed.

"SMA Hankyung?"

"Yes"

"OH GOD ... he seriously... "

"Indeed, you think he is not serious?"

"Eomma, why did you sent him go there???" Luhan  looked annoyed but he hold it infront of his mother.

"Well,we just did what he want,i couldn’t help but love him more than you" mother and chuckled,”and your dad said yes about it so-“

"Abeoji seriously"

Her mother just smiled and gracefully sipping her tea, "he told if he found someone there and your father said yes even without look at him,"

"MWO ??" Luhan eyes showed if he’s irritated, feeling betrayed by his own parents "how could you ..."

"Lu ,just accept it okay. He will go now or soon. But if you insist,just go”

"E-Eomma seriously ??" Luhan looked at her in disbelief. Her mother nodded slightly,

"Go .."

"Well, .." Luhan snap his fingers and immediately his maids are lined up near the door.

"Yes, young master?"

"clean up all my clothes and stuff, and do not forget .. only the best clothes, understand?"

"r-"

"Wait." cut his mother quietly. Luhan and and the maids immediately turned at her..

"yes eomma?"

"You do not need it all, because .. there is a bit of a problem if you have to really go there .."

"What?"

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"You've met the director Han?"

"yeah"

"You get your room?"

"yeah"

"You've got a schedule lessons?"

"yeah"

"Have you met him?"

"Eomma ..."

"What else?"

"What can not you do something? You're the president in this elite school ..."

"What do you mean