WELCOME TO HELL.

Adolescence is essentially the most intricate stage in a person's life as they venture into the awkward transition between childhood and adulthood. More importantly, it's difficult when no one takes you seriously—not even yourself as you question whether your sudden eddies of intense emotions are genuine or are merely brought by a figuratively lethal cocktail of hormonal impulses, sleep deprivation, and stress. Don't be fooled; high school is much like prison, mandated by the government in order to educate the youths and instill within them the methodology behind growing into a functioning member of society—but who says you can't have fun in prison, right? ("Just don't have too much fun like Park Chanyeol did when he emptied hot sauce into Mr. Han's coffee, and you're good." "Will you please let that go? That was legit three years ago." "Dude, you were suspended for three days!" "So did you when you got caught for a uniform infraction!")

Really, all these kids want is to emerge from senior year unscathed, though that may as well be a helpless plea for a miracle because arts’ school is exponentially more infernal than your typical high school.

Sweetheart, believe it or not, but spend a week mingling with these kids and you will find a most prevalent thought etched in your mind:

These arts' kids are hellspawns.

STUDENT HANDBOOK.

one. It is mandatory to subscribe in order to remain updated with the storm stirred by these heads. two. Kindly do not be a killjoy and drop the good vibes because true elation is hard to come by when you're shoved in an environment where maturity and immaturity collide. three. Kim Namjoon is eternally banned from the school's storage closets after knocking down an entire row of trombones. Thank you. four. Live out your youth as you are sent spiralling down the torrents of balancing academic stress with your social life. five. Any issues regarding student affairs are to be reported to the Student Council President Kim Junmyeon who coincidentally throws the wildest after-parties. 

author's note.

now you may ask me what the this is, and my ultimate answer is: i don't actually know — hello, hello! so here i am writing a cliché that literally no one asked for. i'm not really expecting a lot of interest to be poured into this, so i don't really have a set idea as to how many people i'm going to be accepting. so why is this set in an arts' school? well, speaking from experience, arts' school is crazy. rating will most likely be ranging from PG-13 to R because this will contain a truck-load of pottymouthed teenagers who may or may not have an insatiable thirst for their fellow attractive peers. i'm on the fence about writing . we'll see. if i do happen to write anything close to that, please don't worry because i will put a warning at the beginning of the chapter. i'm not barbaric, please.