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Sora could only hear half of the conversation, but was sure it was the worst it had ever been. Her father and Mr Cha were at it again, but then, when weren't they? With a resigned sigh, Sora put her text book aside, knowing studying was futile with that racket. She lay back on her bed, arms behind her head and listened. 

"No, you listen... Why should I... of course not. That has no relation to... well of course I want the case, who wouldn't?... you always think you're better... ... I'll see you in court, we'll see who's better then."

Sora rolled her eyes. It was beyond her how two men who were so hostile towards each other could keep it together in a court room. They were both the epitome of professionalism, but there had been a few too many close calls. Those had attracted media attention, naturally, the two being the best lawyers in the country. They'd learnt to play the media well.

Sora had no idea where the feud came from, it had been this way her entier life. So much so that when her path finally crossed with Mr Cha's son, Hakyeon, in high school she had expected the worst. Thankfully they had embarked on a firm friendship, mostly rooted in exasperation towards their fathers.

Lost in thought, Sora hasn't heard the footsteps before her door was flung open. Sora bolted upright to look at her father. Red faced and gripping the door handle so tightly his knuckles were white, he began speaking.

'Cha Hakyeon. He's in your class, correct.' Sora nodded. A small, unkind smile danced across her fathers face. 

'Bury him.' And with that he was gone, shutting the door behind him. Sora immediately reached for her phone, fingers flying a she typed a message to Hakyeon. 

*It just reached a whole new level of crazy. We have do do something...!!!*