Seoul High continued with their studious routine. Everything in the school turned to be a routine. Inevitably, all that was heard was plain silence. Stark. Books flipped in rhythm. Questions posed to teachers. Laughter revolved around sensible jokes.

From a distance, two silhouettes walked into the building. From a distance, one could tell that they don’t belong. Right down from their appearance to their presence. The girl adorned a black leather jacket, jeans tapered to her skin. Her hair pulled into a tight, messy ponytail. Eyes captured nothingness, commanding unwanted attention. She stood out in that environment. The boy to her right walked carelessly into the entrance. The bridge on his fine nose, the tiny smirk planted on his lips and the outlandish hairstyle captured passersby. He stood a few years apart from her.

Words have been flying around about Park In-Na’s identity façade. Students questioned about the situation. The two intruders maneuvered their way towards the walkway, intimidating onlookers. Students shuddered by their entrance, threading fear across their hearts. They realized that she was back to lay some grounds. Undeterred by the puzzling looks and hissings, both intruders passed over these students’ heads, with an aim in mind.

“Y-You’re back? You- I thought you have forgotten about everything. Memory loss?” Jae Rin stammered, lacking courage to lift her head up. The ballerina dropped the soccer ball in her grasp, words precariously hanging at the tip of her tongue. The weight in her breath grew heavy, seeing two familiar faces smirking directly in her way. Her archenemy was back. The person who she thought has given up in chasing her dreams stood facing her, unaffected by the rumors. Park In-Na wore her familiar smug smile, pinned with confidence.

“Surprise to see me?” In-Na said, fluttering her eyelashes. “Didn’t know you have a thing for the beautiful game, Kim Jae Rin.” In-Na swiftly took the ball from the ballerina’s slender legs, effortlessly claiming back her dreams. With every move, In-Na darted a piercing glare, mocking with the silence. Jae Rin didn’t react, fear exploding in her chest. Park In-Na has caught her playing. Playing with her dreams.

“Well what am I supposed to do with you?” In-Na added, silently swearing revenge. Jiyong released a sound from his knuckles, watching his cousin’s confrontation. “First, you made your father cut my team out. Two, you wanted me out of Seoul High. Lets not forget about the beautiful, well-thought brilliant idea of having me posted into an all-boys boarding school. All that - just to add it into your list of revenge. Pathetic. Unbelievable too. Just to get to your hidden dreams, Kim Jae Rin.”

Jae Rin’s cheeks were flushed, biting her lower lips in shame. The student body watched the commotion wit