Minhye

"L.joe? Why are you here?" I asked again, this time through gritted teeth and pure suspicion in my tone. "If you don't tell me in the next five seconds, I'm pushing you out a window."

"Minhye, remember what I told you about violence--" Minjung started, an exasperated vibe in her voice.

"Remember when I was told that I wouldn't have to see you until December?" I said to L.joe. "Out with it, or I'm shaving all of your hair off and feeding it to a Great White Shark."

"Great White Sharks are carnivorous, Minhye. They don't eat hair." He groaned.

"One."

"Now, you're counting down? Do you really want me out the window?"

"Two."

"Minhye, the counting is unnecessary."

"Three."

"Alright, I'll tell you!" He blurted, alarm prominent in his cry as he waved his hand to catch my attention. Crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes, I waited him to explain his mysterious (well, mysterious to me) presence here.

"My mother wants me to be with you from here on out after the engagement deal is signed," he said. "That was the new part of the dal and your grandmother agreed."

"I heard about that," I replied quickly, my eyebrows scrunching together. "She told me this summer a bit after the wedding. But the meeting to sign the engagement isn't under December."

At this, L.joe frowned sadly, and shook his head. "No, there's another change to the deal. Minhye... it's tomorrow. You and I? We're officially bethrothed in nine hours."

Oh, great. Another surprise.

"The encounter of Park Minhye and Huang Zitao (I only call him Tao because it sounds nicer than saying Zitao-- so it's beneificial for me)."

5th year at Oh Academy (a.k.a the King Sehun's Palace according to moi) during Advanced Chemistry (the one class the headmistress forgot to dumb down for me).

"Does anyone know where Tao is?" Luhan whispered to Kai. "He isn't texting me back."

The professor went on to explain how we could turn the properties of the liquid from red to purple with a certain amount of something. Gosh, I realy needed to start paying attention to my studeies. I looked down at my open text book, where doodles of fire breathing penguins decorated the edges of the pages.

I grinned. This was quite a piece of work, if I do say so myself.

"Alright! It's a lab for two, so no trios. Except for one, since it's uneven today," the professor announed, smiling widely as the class got up and hunted down a suitable partner. As in best friends. Even if it was Oh Academy, teenagers were still teenagers and any partner activity were to be done with friends, not strangers.

Unless you're Oh Sehun, of course.

Thankfully, that pompous jerk wasn't in this class. How tragic and sad was it that the Despicable Musketeers couldn't be united with their prince? Not tragic at all I tell you.

"Minhye!" My professor crowed enthusiastically, swooping down over my desk to smile happily at me. "Where's your par