I was utterly afraid as I stared into the principal's cold grey eyes,...as if! I could feel the increasing amount of tension and hostility between the both of us and the room felt a few degrees colder. I stared placidly into the depths of years of collected knowledge in his eyes and suddenly thought of a sentence from the teens mag. 'Face your darkest fears and to do that, you must be brave.' This was so different from what I was experiencing now and I saw the stark contrast of that sentence and the situation I was in now. I knew I should be scared of him but I was not even a little frightened.

I could see Mr. Park lips moving as he said something I couldn’t quite catch, as if I cared anyway. Unfortunately, a voice full of mockery and skeptism cut through my thoughts and I cursed at him mentally.

"Are you listening to me, Mr Lee Hyukjae? Or do I need to do something to you in order for you to hear me?" Mr Park smiled his simply disgusting smile of his and I almost gagged.

"Um... pardon me?" I said pleasantly. It took all my will power to be a good sport when I itched so much to wipe away that stupid smile of his.

"Would you care to have a lovely chat with me on the possibility of suspending you, Mr Lee Hyukjae? If you do not wish for that to happen, I hope to see a bettter behaviour from you from now on. Am I clear?" He asked calmly.

"Sure Mr. Park." I said with a fake smile on my face.

"Now move along before I change my mind." He said with a commanding tone.

"Yes, Mr-" I started.

"You wouldn't want such an unfortunate event happening am I right, Mr Lee?" He interrupted me. I pushed away the string of profanities that were already forming in my mind and replied him politely before bowing stiffly and headed out of his terrible office. The noise caught the attention of two girls walking in the hallway and they shot glares like daggers at me. I rolled my eyes and walked gracefully to class.

Stupid old hag, you dare interrupt me! I'll show you! I sighed as I knew he was untouchable for the time being... I held my head high as i neared the study room. It was always better to walk in style right?

As usual, Phelps was teaching again. He has never took a single sick leave before ever since he stepped into this particular class. Was he that healthy? I really didn't think so. I made brief eye contact with him and he nodded. I then made my way to my seat at the back by the window facing the school's gardens. I did not know why but looking at greenery always soothed me. 

While scanning the lush scenery, I spotted a silhouette in the courtyard below. That was weird, all the students should be inside the main building by now. Due to the bright sun rays that were bearing down on him, I could not see his face clearly. But he suddenly looked up straight in my line of sight and barely stopped myself from gasping. I stared transfixed into the chocolate dark brown eyes that were almost black. It was y yet enchanting at the same time. 

As I was distracted, Mr Phelps slammed a book on my table and I literally jumped out of my skin. He glared at me and I glared back at him. I immediately adverted my gaze and looked out again to see if that guy was there but strangely enough, there was no sign of him anywhere. When I finally looked back to the front, Mr Phelps was eyeing me coldly and tapping his arm in sync. I also realized that the whole class was also staring at me like I had gone bonkers or something.

'Whatever,...' I smiled coldly and turned ever so slowly to face the front. Even the furious Mr Phelps continued to teach. Eventually they all turned around, leaving me with the question of the day.

'Who was he?'

to be continued...

a u t h o r ' s n o t e

Hey guys! Came up with a new fic. This 'fantasy' genre is little new to me, since I haven't been writing this genre before. So I hope you don't mind if there's little mistakes here and there. The next chapter would be up...soon.