AUTHOR's POV     "Aissh now my hands are all sticky!" Ljoe whined rubbing his hands on his pants resulting them to get dirty too, making him stomp his feet in frustration.   "Well, nobody told you to ruffle my hair... at least you now don't have your hair dirty and smelly of milk." Kyungmi shot back as the boy made a face scoffing and still trying to free himself from that sticky feeling.     "Hey do you mind if I go and change my clothes?" She asked pointing to her locker, which was now right next to them and in which there were her spare clothes. He nodded as she opened her locker taking out a sleeveless white shirt at which he frowned but in the end shrugged as she headed to the bathroom to change.      As soon as she stepped out, he snapped his head around just to see her milky, long and toned arms and her collarbones exposed. He gulped down as he caught a glimpse of her black undergarment. How could she change in something like that? It was sleeveless and WHITE! Which meant everyone would have seen everything under that little piece of clothing. He tsked and took off his grey hoodie, throwing it at her without warning, but of course her reflexes were fast enough to let her catch it immediately.      "Wear it if you don't want everyone to see what's under that piece of clothing which I actually can't even call shirt." He said without looking at her as she looked down noticing how the tank-top was see-through.  She gasped, instantly wearing his hoodie and covering her upper body with her arms, even though he couldn't see anything anymore since she was wearing something outside.    "You ert!!!" She shrieked pointing one finger at him as he widened his eyes, incredulous that she was actually accusing him.    "Yah! You should be thanking me for lending you my favorite hoodie!" He shot back glaring at her as she held his stare, making the eye-contest start.  Kyungmi felt her stomach growling again and it almost hurt from how hungry she was.    "Fine...thank you but now let's go and eat something. I'm dying of hunger here!" She pouted as he snickered ruffling her hair.   "Eeewww" he looked at his hand disgusted as he remembered or better felt that she still had milk in her hair.        ---     The bell rang signaling the end of classes and stepping out of her classroom, Kyungmi found herself drenched in water. Clenching her fists tightly she looked up to see the queenkas laughing evilly at her.   "What do you want again Eunji?" She gritted her teeth as the mentioned crossed her arms tapping her foot still admiring her work on the nerd, who now was drenched from head to toes.   "What do I want? Well...stay away from Ljoe oppa. He's too much for you, heck everyone is too much for you! And why the hell are you wearing his hoodie and not to mention that it's one of his favorites!!! Omo did you steal it away from him?!?! Give it back!!" She yelled with her annoying voice grabbing the piece of  clothi