The door at the back of the classroom opened abruptly to reveal four boys laughing and talking as they walked into the room. The already noisy classroom became louder with their entrance, and the few model students rolled their eyes in annoyance but didn’t do anything except stick their earphones in.   One of those students had just transferred to this middle school a month ago, and he hadn’t yet gotten used to the sudden raise in volume whenever those troublemakers came to class. Frustration and irritation permeated his body, and he followed the other studying students in putting his earphones in.   However, before he had picked out a song on his phone, he heard his name being called.   “The homeroom teacher wants to see you.” The student who said this gave him a slightly annoyed look and sat down without bothering to hear his answer.     “So are you fitting in better, Hoseok?” Teacher Kang asked without looking up from his papers when the said student had reported to the teachers’ office upon request.   Hoseok held his hands behind his back and nodded. In truth, nothing had changed from the first day he had transferred. If there was something that did change, it was that the other students had started hating him more ever since he had taken first place on the midterms they had taken a week ago. Especially the other model students. He could practically feel the heat of their glares whenever he was in their sight of view.   “That’s good. If you have nothing else to say, you’re dismissed.” His homeroom teacher turned back to his desk, his eyes never once straying from the papers in his hand.   After bowing, Hoseok his heels and stalked out of the teachers’ office, an irritated huff on his lips before he even stepped into the hallway. He didn’t know why teachers always disturbed him when they never had anything important to say. Out of habit, he reached into his pockets, but his fingers found nothing. His empty hands came out to run them through his hair.   ~~   “Nari.”   At the sound of Jungkook’s voice, Nari turned around from looking at the school bulletin board to find him standing right behind her. Surprised, she let out a yelp and jumped back ㅡto bump her head against the board behind her. She heard sounds of laughter as she cringed and rubbed her head.   “Jeon Jungkook. Not funny.” Nari glared up at her childhood friend but couldn’t contain a smile.   “His idea,” Jungkook responded between laughter, pointing at Taehyung standing next to him.   “Sorry,” Taehyung held up his hands in apology but his lips were turned up in a smirk, contradicting his words, “Your reactions are too funny to resist.”   Nari rolled her eyes in affectionate annoyance and fell into step nex