Bom's POV

      So here I am, standing infront of Seoul National High school.

      Unlike my previous school, I have to wear a school uniform.

      Like, seriously, a school uniform? The last time I wore a

      uniform was primary school. 

      The uniform was totally out dated. An 8 panel skirts that

      goes all the way below knees, a school blazer with a white

      blouse underneath. There was no way that I going to wear

      that. The moment I showed them to In-Na unni and Dara unni,

      they laughed out loud. They even swore that they could've

      died of laughter.

      That's why I re-designed it. A high-waisted-pencil skirt that

      stopped above knee, a blouse with a short-sleeves handcuff

      and to end my little touch, I specially design my school

      first tie. 

      As I headed to the Admin block, cold stares company me. It

      must've been the uniform or is it the colour of my hair? I

      realised that none of the students here had the same red

      coloured hair as me.

      "Ms. Park," a middle-aged lady with a thick glasses called

      out my name.

      "Here!" I called out and headed to the front dest of the

      admin.

      "This is your schedule for this semester. Since today is the

      first day of school, all students are request to assemble at

      the hall next building." She said sweetly. 

      I nodded and thank her before heading towards the front

      door. 

      "Ms. Park, before I forgot," I turned around as she called

      out my name once again.

      "That is one fine outfit. And welcome abroad!" With that,

       she resumed her work. It totally made my day. All of

      the sudden, I feel light-headed. As light as a feather, I

      made my way to the hall with a grin plastered on my face.

      *****

      Half of the hall was already filled with students. The seats

      were seperated by the aisle. The girls are seated on the

      right wing while the boys are on the left. 

      I sat on the middle row since the front seats were all

      occupied. I was looking on my schedule when I felt someone

      standing on my side.

      "Oh, I'm sorry," I apologised as I realised my bag was seated

      on the next sit. The two girls smiled and took the seat

      besides me.

      "You must be new here," said the girl sitting next to me,

      breaking the silence between us. I nodded.

      "Jessica Jung, and this is my friend, Tiffany Hwang. And you

      are?" I shooked her hand.

      "I'm Bom, Park Bom-imida. I just transfer here." The girl

      sitting next to Jessica looks un-interested. She keeps her

      eyes glued to her phone. It's too early to judge, but she

      seems to act like a snob.

      "Where are you from?" Asked Jessica.

      "Paris, France."

      "Wow, that's so cool." Tiffany now looked up, looking all

      interested.

      "I wish. Haha. Actually, I'm from Busan." I knew I had to lie

      for some reason and I even faked a laugh to get along with my

      lie. 

      I received a 'tsk' from Tiffany and an 'oh' from Jessica.

      They kept themeselves busy from that moment, but not until

      the admin lady came into the hall with all the staffs.

      The girls squeal like a fan girl as a man walk right behind

      the admin lady, stepped on the stage. From his fine

      silhouette, knew I've seen him somewhere.

      Just then it hit me.

      Seunghyun! What is he doing here?