"Mr. Kwon! Welcome, welcome" our professor exclaimed exhiliaratedly. "Chose a free seat wherever you like please".  With this he started scanning the class for a vacant chair while the new exchange student was doing the same.    I held my breath as the eyes of the teacher lingered on me and came to a halt at the free seat next to me. "Here, Mr. Kwon you can go to the seat next to ___, its free". Before I could even progress what was happening the new student was gripping his bag and started making his way towards me.    I started panicking. What if he recognized me again? I was positive by my past interactions with my favourite idol that he had developed a strong dislike towards me, if not hate.  I looked his way and immediately looked away and stared at the floor as he was approaching me. When I heard his footsteps nearing me and coming to an abrupt halt next to my table I could still not lift my eyes from the floor. I could just not look at his damned face, I was not prepared for this. I realized that I had flushed slightly and that the oh not so unfamiliar boy was hesitating to take a seat waiting for me to make eye contact with him. When I still didn't budge he suddenly moved the chair next to me and  plopped down on it. I could swear I heard a slight sigh.    I started to draw tiny patterns to distract myself from the person next to me since I was hyperaware of his presence and his slightly sweet scent was not helping me either. Thank God the professor started his class so I could stare ahead and at least pretend I was concentrating on something. But soon the class was over way too early and the teacher said he had deliberatedly ended it so we could become acquainted with the new exchange students.   When he left the class everyone started talking loudly but somehow I managed to mute off all the noises around me so the silence between me and the boy next to me hang heavily in the air.    "Annyeong," said a quiet, musical voice.   I looked up, baffled he was speaking to me. I couldn't help but notice his beautiful eyes behind his nerdy glasses gazing softly at me. Yes they were looking at me tenderly, not the vicious way they had looked like in the past. My heart staggered and made a jump and I cleared my voice to stutter a "H..Hello ah i mean, annyeong haseyo". I flushed to an even deeper red noticing how nervous I must seem to him.   "My name is Jin Kwon" he continued. "You can call me Jin", he smiled when I did not respond. I thought I had heard wrong, sure he meant Ji, as in Jiyong Kwon I thought to myself and forced a smile. "___", i said " my  name is ___ and er, nice to meet you Ji"   "Jin."   -"huh?"-   " call me Jin, not Ji" he said.   "Ah..ok" I said not getting why he was telling me to call him Jin instead of his real name. Maybe he was trying to hide his identity? It was a mystery to me anyway as to why he was suddenly attending my school instead of continuing his life as a superstar. I was sure it was way more interesting than what a uni had to offer him. But whatever his reason was did not matter at that moment. At that moment he was sitting next to me and hell yes, he was talking to me. Oblivious to the fact he had made a not so nice encounter with me,no he was acting as if he had never met me!   Weird, did he not recognize me? My mind was spinning in confusion. Had I made  the whole hostility up? It couldn't be I had in fact lived through all of that, it had definitely not been an illusion. Yet he was there, being perfectly polite now.    "Nice to meet you too, ___, you have a nice name." I blushed again and muttered a thanks not knowing what to say. This guy definitely knew how to make a girl nervous, or did he have that effect on only me, his fangirl who had a huge crush on him?   "Could you erm...you know could you show me around a bit?"   -"huh?", i jerked out of my deep thoughts realizing he asked me something.   "If you don't mind, of course"   "Show you around? Sure.."   I stood up abruptly from the seat forgetting my phone was lying on my lap and heard it clash on the floor with a thud. Before I could even bend down Jiyong had already picked it up and handed it to me, with a smile plastered on his face, "here", he said.   His fingers brushed mine as he handed me over the phone and it stung as if an electric current had passed through us. I quickly grabbed the phone and clutched it tightly, my heard beating erratically.    We left the class and started to walk around the university, as I showed him the important rooms and the toilets. After returning from the library we made our way to the canteen, walking next to each other quietly as I had run out of ideas on what to say. My new friend didn't seem to be much of a talker either or was it just because I was acting a little strange around him? Maybe he had noticed how self-absorbed I was and decided to keep a little distance between us.   Trying to break the silence i blurted out unthinkingly: "Did you just recently dye your hair blonde?"   He seemed confused by my question. "No". "Oh," I let the topic fall. I swear he had dark hair beneath the cap in the bookstore when I had first met him. He must have bleached it recently. "I just thought so, because your haircolor looks freshly dyed you know.." I trailed off. He shrugged, not understanding where I was getting at. I looked at his hair again and noticed how lame my explaining sounded, as I could definitely see his dark roots next to the bleached blonde hair. He had definitely not recently dyed his hair. I could not understand how his hair could have grown after suddenly being bleached blond during the last couple of days. It had only passed a few days since I had last encountered him. Weird, I thought, but then again, this Is Kwon Jiyong, I told myself. He always dyes his hair, nothing should suprise you.   We entered the canteen and made our way to the buffet as someone approached us from behind nudging Jiyong and exclaiming excitedly.   "Jin, whats up mate!"   I turned around only to face Xin, startled he was standing to us so closely.   "Yah, hyung,____ was showing me around a bit here, what you been up to?"    "___?"   Xin looked at me "hey, i am Yanggaeng, but you can call me Xin", he said holding out his hand to me. "Hi Xin, nice to meet you", i contered when I shook hands with him. As he introduced himself to me I noticed his gaze never  left me. I wondered why, when it hit me. The guy next to GD in the bookstore had been him, Xin. And he had definitely recognized me. I really hoped he would not tell Jiyong, who seemed to have forgotten about the past me and thought I was some random nice student who had just met him.   Please, Xin, please do not tell him its me! I beggend in my mind. That was when Xin tore his eyes from me and started to shuffle food on his plate. I thanked God he hadn't said anything but I was sure, he would tell later, what with them being besties. Guys, they will always be guys. I had to prepare myself for the cold Jiyong when the truth came out. With that i turned to only get myself coke as Xin and Jiyong made their way to one of the tables with me.   "____? Are you not hungry?", I heard GD asking me. "No, I don't feel hungry at all", I said playing with the lid of the bottle so I didn't have to look up to face Xin. I was feeling his gaze on me here and then, he was definitely not letting go. I started zoning off when him and Jiyong started talking in Korean fastly. I couldn't catch much of it since they were talking way too fast for me to understand and I shook my head when Jiyong asked me if I minded if they talked Korean next to me.    "Please continue", I said "its bett