Jiyong’s POV

 

Taeyang and I walked to our next lesson, Mathematics.

 

“I hate this lesson!” Taeyang groaned.

 

“I really hate it!” he said again.

 

“Can we don’t go?” he asked.

 

“Ok.” I lied.

 

“Really?” his eyes glowed.

 

“Nope.” I popped the “p”.

 

And he started to grumble about how lousy and useless math is.

 

When we reached a class, there was a crowd.

 

“YAH! JAEJOONG- AH!” I heard a familiar voice yelled.

 

“It must be ~~~~~,” Taeyang said.

 

We walked to the front- line of the crowd, and WHAT THE ?

 

Jaejoong was in the air up-side down with electric wrapped around him, his face was pale and glowed yellow. In front of him was my mate, her hands had electricity around it. What? Mate’s element is not poison but electricity, she must had mastered it, in order to numb people, the amount of vaults…

 

“Stop…” Jaejoong cried.

 

“You are so weak, there’s no vaults.” She cooed softly.

 

“Stop it!” Jaejoong said weakly.

 

“Admit it first, out loud! Mr Wizard!” she yelled.

 

As Jaejoong’s face started to change from pale to red, he cried, “Fine! JUNG ~~~~~’S BROOM SKILLS ARE BETTER THAN MINE! Happy?”

 

“Much better!” She said softly and she released Jaejoong.

 

“You nearly killed me!” he said.

 

What, she did all those to Jaejoong because of a broom?

 

“Your mate is feisty,” Taeyang said.

 

I stared at ~~~~~, she’s so weird. Weirdly cute.

 

“Hi Jiyong, hey Taeyang!” she called and waved at us.

 

“Hey ~~~~~! You met new friends?” Taeyang asked.

 

“Don’t be jealous, it’s just CL and Jaejoong’s my good old friend.” She winked.

 

Taeyang has a huge crush on CL. They are mates, but too shy to acknowledge.

 

I sighed.

 

“Hey Jiyong, the friend’s request is still open!” she said.

 

I yearned to say yes, but I am not good at commitment and afraid to hurt her feelings.

 

“~~~~~ - ah, how did you know them?” I heard CL asked.

 

“From History, I guessed,” she shrugged.

 

“Can I tell you something?” CL asked again.

 

~~~~~ nodded. Then CL leaned forward to her ears.

 

I wonder what they are talking about. I strained my ears and heard a few words.

 

Taeyang… Is…

 

Taeyang is?

 

Taeyang is what?

 

Then, I heard ~~~~~’s loud angelic voice.

 

“MWOH! HOLY FLYING PIG CHICKEN NUGGETS!” she cried.

 

What a good range of curses. I laughed silently.

 

“Hyung, you are laughing?” Taeyang said with eyes open.

 

“No, I’m clearing my throat.” I cleared by throat, no one had really seen me laugh.

 

“Anything you say, hyung,” Taeyang said and continued to stare at CL.

 

Then Mr Lucas walked into the class, “Morning class!” he greeted.

 

A sloppy group of voice greeted him back.