Tori walked through the doors of her new school campus. She had just transferred colleges, flying all the way from Texas to Seoul, South Korea about three days ago. Tori was not expecting much attention since she was only transferring to an international university, but she walked through the main hallway, she seemed to have drawn the attention of one individual who had not taken his eyes off of her since she walked through the door. Whoever this guy was, he didn't look pleasant, in fact, he looked mean and brutal, not at all passionate or sweet, but that didn't stop Tori from taking an interest in him. Tori tore her eyes away from the stranger but only for a second to glance at her schedule and campus map, to make sure she was heading the right way to her first scheduled class. When Tori looked up from her schedule and map suddenly, practically running into the same guy she was staring at when she came in the building.

"Oh! I apologize, I didn't see you." Tori exclaimed, looking up at an extremely tall and mysterious looking young man. The dark haired man glared down at Tori, brushing his long black hair out of his eyes so that the death glare on his face could be seen by the small, seemingly harmless girl that stood in front of him. The guy didn't say a word, he just glared at Tori, boring into her, creating, within Tori, a fear that she was not prepared to experience, and all with only a simple look. Tori shook her head and looked down at her feet, embarrassed, taking a few steps to the side to allow the young man to pass by,

"I really am sorry for bumping into you." Tori said after the man did not move, her voice barely audible over the chatter in the crowded hallway. The guy rolled his eyes and scoffed before looking up past Tori. Tori parted her lips to say more but not before the guy harshly brushed against her, practically knocking her to the ground. Tori regained her footing before she could fall and turned to watch the young man walk smoothly through the crowd of bustling people. She didn't know exactly what it was that she did to make this guy so upset, other than bump into him, and the more Tori pondered on what just happened between her and the stranger, the more she wanted to know his identity, he more she wanted know know about him. Tori continued down the hallway on her journey to find her first scheduled class, forgetting about what happened between her and the stranger. Tori found her classroom in the matter of minutes, however, she was three minutes late. Tori turned the knob to the classroom door and stepped inside as quietly as she could, trying not to disturb any of the students that were sitting on the other side of the door, but as Tori turned to face the class, she realized that she was a distraction to them before she even had a chance to shut the door. But Tori was fine with the eyes that were trained on her because none of the looks she was receiving were daunting, harassing, or intimidating. At least that's what she thought before her eyes fell upon a pair of dark and unpleasantly familiar ones, eyes that she will never be able to erase from her memory. Tori glared at the dark haired young man sitting across the classroom before looking for a spot to sit herself. There weren't any chairs left for Tori to sit in, and then she glanced over to the far side of the classroom, feeling the stranger's gaze on her as it burned a hole in the back of her head, only to spot the last free chair in the entire classroom. And that chair just so happened to be next to the jerk from the hallway, the jerk who just couldn't seem to take his eyes off of Tori. Tori began to feel weak and uneasy as she made her way across the room. Tori kept her gaze straight forward as she pulled out her chair and took a seat, she could tell that the strange guy was still looking at her. The girl held her breath, hesitating to scoot in, afraid that the slightest movement would cause the long haired boy to lash out at her, 

"May I help you?" Tori huffed, eyes wide as she glared at the young man, who unwaveringly held her gaze. Tori didn't know what it was about the guy that had her so on edge, and she didn't know what it was about herself that made him so seemingly hostile, but she did know that if he kept on with the glaring and death stares, that it wouldn't be long before she sets him straight. Tori told herself everyday, not to let anyone frighten her or take away her confidence, but her she was, afraid of this guy who out every bit of confidence that Tori had; and the weirdest thing was, she did not even know his name. The guy tilted his head to one side, all of his long dark hair falling to that side, his eyes still trained on Tori's eyes. If it weren't for the sudden outburst from the professor, Tori and the young man would have glared at each other all day. Tori turned to look at the professor, who had began calling role. Tori clasped her hands together and patiently waited for the professor to call the prick's name,

"Jung Taekwoon!" Tori glanced out of the corner of her eye to see the dark haired boy raise his hand. Tori glanced the other way when the guy turned his eyes upon her, her heart racing. Tori had no idea why, but this guy made her nervous and uneasy, and knowing his name, just made everything worse. Whoever this guy was, it was obvious that he was not fond of Tori, and that, as long as she sat next to him, as long as she fought against him, that he'd give her hell.  

... (to be continued)