"Here!" Jimin suddenly leapt up and pointed at the huge building in front of us.

"Really?" I replied with a surprised tone. He nodded and tugged my hand across the road. The building had a glass dome encasing the school, and the morning sky beautifully reflected off the polished glass.

"Wow..." I gawped at the marvellous sight in front of me, "I'm actually attending this elite school..."

"Gwaenchanh-eungeoya?" Jimin asked, nudging me slightly and bringing me back to reality. 

"Eh?" I asked, because I had no idea what he just said. He just laughed and wafted his hand around telling me it didn't matter.

"Go, go!" He exclaimed, taking hold of my hand once again as we ran into the school. There was a lot of hustle and bustle as students rushed around. Some rummaging through their lockers, some chatting happily and others just running around the corridors. I could feel Jimin's eyes watching my awed face as it explored every part of the school. I was still struggling to believe I'd be attending this school.

A shrill ringing sound was heard all of a sudden, resulting in everyone rushing off.

"Need to go," Jimin said, "I take you to head office." With that he pulled me further down the corridor, then turning a left. I saw the toilets as we walked past, which was hard to believe; they looked more like ensuites!

"Here. Hope I see you later," with a wave and a cute smile, Jimin left me standing outside the head teacher's office. I knocked cheerfully on the door and waited for someone to tell me to come in.

Nobody answered...

I knocked again, hearing an irritated grumble come from the other side. Seconds later the door flew open, and a tall lean man with round glasses stood there with a stone glare on his face.

"A-Annyeonghaseyo..." I said nervously, feeling my cheerful spirit being somewhat crushed. He pushed his glasses to the end of his nose, inspecting me carefully until laughing loudly.

"You must be the transfer student, yes?" He exclaimed, all of a sudden jolly, which completely threw me off.

"Y-Yes... sir," I quickly bowed, revealing a nervous smile.

"Sorry for my abrupt actions; I just have a lot of paper work. Please come in," he stepped back slightly, leaving me a gap to pass through the door. I walked in quickly and sat down hurriedly on the comfy chair.

"Now... are you Hannah... Worthy?" The man questioned as he looked through some papers.

"That's right," I said with a slightly slackened tone, as I figured this man was quite jolly. 

"So I hear you just moved from England? Impressive. What's the reason for the move?" He took his glasses off and leant further on the table, looking at me intently.

"My parent's were offered to own a cafe," I smiled as sweetly as possible. 

"Very nice... Which cafe would that be?"

"Café Bene Place."

"Really? Wow, I love going to that place! I guess we'll see more of each other than just at school!" He laughed. I was surprised that he had a mild accent, but he was very fluent with English, just like Namjoon...

"Anyway, back onto the topic of your subjects... music, drama and P.E?" 

"Yes," I twiddled my thumbs, having no clue why.

"Fantastic, here's a map of the school, and your timetable," with that he stood up and handed me two sheets of paper, "I hope you find your way, goodbye."

I stood up and left the office, bowing before walking off. I looked at the map, widening my eyes.

"Oh for goodness sake, why do they have to look so complicated?" I wailed, throwing my arms in the air. I tilted  my head back and let out a loud groan.

"Gugungaga haengboghae boiji anhneunda," I heard a childish voice say behind me. I turned around abruptly, wondering who it could possibly be.