So here’s my plan. I’ll register myself in his school or academy and try to befriend him. And I’ll kill him when the time is right. Does it sound like a good plan? Oh god who am I kidding right? My plan is pathetic and will lead to a huge FAILURE.. I told you I am new to this kind of thing. I just graduated from the secret spy academy. But wait a second… Sungho oppa is in the same school as him!! I’ll just tag along then… I’ll better get ready.

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“Jebal, oppa… register me in your school..” I did all the aegyos that would usually persuade him.

“That ain’t working anymore.. I’m immune,” he scoffed. I did my infamous puppy eyes impersonation.  “ fine,” he muttered.

I did a victory dance around him as he was walking to school. Everyone was looking at us.  “Stop embarrassing me,” he tugged my arm. I laughed at his reddening face.

“Ne, my beloved oppa. Anything for you,” I whispered sarcastically. 

We finally reached the oh-so-famous Woollim academy of the arts.

"Yes, how may i help you?" the female clerk asked in a boring tone.

“I would like to register her in this academy,” his voice turned cold like ice.

“ Name of guardian?” the clerk asked.

“You know my name,” he muttered

“Name?” she insisted.

“ Song Jaeho,” he hissed. Oh cool! A fake identity.

“Your sister’s name?” she asked in her monotonous voice. He nudged me. “ You don’t know your sister’s name?” the clerk was baffled.

“ My name is Song EunMi. It’s not that he forgot. He wants me to speak for myself. I’m eighteen this year and I’m born on 20^th October 1993,” I thought about everything for a second before explaining. The truth was that I’m 19 and I’m born on 20^th December 1993.

“yeah, whatever she said,” oppa agreed.

“ Go to room 24. That’s your class. Here’s your schedule. You can choose the classes you want later. Good luck,” the clerk hesitated at the end.

*Why the heck did she say GOOD LUCK for?* I was bewildered but I headed of to Room 24. I entered the room and all eyes on me. Only 7 pairs of them.

The teacher was shocked that i entered the room. Did i do something wrong? i mean seriously? 

" Excuse me why are you here?" the male teacher asked.

" I'm sent here," i said as a matter-of-factly.

" No one is suppose to be in this class. I'll just check the office," he ran out of the room quickly.

"Did i do something wrong?" i whispered.

"Yes. We are the only student in this class for protection from fangirls. You're not right?" the blond guy asked.

"Uhh.. nope," I was puzzled. Then I saw him. Yes, him. The KIM SUNGGYU.

" We're Infinite," the blondie introduced.