Jessica's POV:   Whew! I have finally escaped that mess! That was so embarassing! Looking like you were about to kiss a jerk, that had insulted you today, in front of your ex-boyfriend! Pabo-ah! Aish Jessica, what has gotten into you today! Today was only my first day, but how did I get myself into such a mess?   "Jessica!! Where have you been? I have been looking all over for you!"   "Uhm, Tiffany, Today is just not my day. I have gotten myself into a lot of trouble today."   "Oh, okay. But just tell me where you went and what had happened. You can't possibly be using the bathroom for more than forty-five minutes!"   "I'm so sorry for giving you such a heartattack. I just got lost looking for the bathroom. Then I met up with, Seungri."   "What?! How? It can't possibly be THE Lee Seungri, the son of Lee University!"   "Well he pulled my arm. Then he had pinned me to the wall. He was really close to me, too close to be exact. He was so close that I could smell his expensive cologne."   "Tell me, did he smell good or bad, lovely or sweaty, like a hockey sock or enough to die for."   "He smells good, I guess. Wait, why  are we talking about how good he smells if he was the one that had insulted me in front of the whole university today?!"   "What? He did? How? Please tell me!"   "Wow, I thought you were the quiet type, but you seem to be very talkative."   "I talk a lot sometimes if you know me. I usually babble because I'm a total romantic!"   "What! You think me and him are romantic when he insulted me saying that I had transferred here, to Lee University, because I was a dumb brat!"   "Oh, well that's how some love stories start out. At first, they hate eachother, then thay slowly fall in love.. I read a lot, you know. Well in my opinion, maybe he likes you. You know, guys are mean to girls when they like them. That's their way of hiding their feelings."   "True. But in front of the whole university? What kind of guy would make his crush cry?"   "You cried? What happened next?"   "First, I slapped him very hard in the face in front of the whole university. I didn't care if people were watching. He had deserved it. Then, I was crying my way to the ballfield and that's where I had reunited with my childhood friend, Donghae. Me and Donghae had been friends ever since he was six and I was five.We had become friends because our dads were both businessmen and they had always had something going on together. When I was fiftee