Arriving at Seoul Korea, known as rich in history, culture and annual events. Also it's one of the most expensive place to live which Yoona will begin to live from today onwards.      Originally, she was born in Busan, specifically at Geumjeong District. She studied there until she was 12 and immediately she transfer schools because of her Dad's conflict at his work. So for the rest of her years, She stayed at Daegu the self proclaimed fashion capital of South Korea. And there, She met her ultimate passion for fashion. And, not surprisingly to her parents, She maintained her perfect straight ace records for the dream school that she want to pursue connecting to her passion in life.       And that's where Yoona is right now.       She is psych to be here and she cannot wait to start her day as an official student here at Hongik University taking up Fashion Design Major in Business Merchandising.        "Yah! Yoona dear. Let's go now." Her favorite sunbae called me out, while she was still busy looking around the school. Enthralled that today she will start her new life and the new her here.       New life? New her? Why did she say that?       Well, she was born to be boring. From the 18 years of my existence to this world, she was nothing but a straight ace student and top achiever as always. That's all about her. The boring her. Period.       That for her, she find it very dull after she reminisce the boring her from the past years who always excel as a student-- or just a student only. They say she got the looks and the brain but not the personality. And it dawn to her that maybe she should try to change herself to her upcoming chapters of her life now that She's here as a first year college student, taking up her ultimate passion. And to perfect it all up, she needs a new her, by that she'll start with improving her personality.       But the question is... How would she start with that? In truth, she don't have any clue to begin with.        "Im Yoona, my dear! Let's go now!" and for the nth time her sunbae called her, almost impatient because she wasn't listening to him.        Quickly, she snapped back to her surreal reality and followed him to begin touring her around the enormous university.        "Honestly, Yoona dear, You should start paying attention of what's right now. Because, here in Seoul. We don't have time to waste if you can't keep up." He began to nagged her, and she was apologetic to her earlier clueless behavior for not paying attention to him.        "I'm sorry, Jiyong Oppa." She frowned, pouting her lips.       Surprisingly, he blocked her way mustering that diva look towards her.       "Aniyo! You call me G-Dragon. I'm much known for that name. My fashionista name." He claimed sternly, and quickly look away to continue touring her around.        Yeah, he goes by the name of G-Dragon rather than his real name Kwon Jiyong. She's her sunbae since high school, they became friends because they both got the same passion for fashion but they don't hangout much before because like what she said, She was a boring girl. He was so popular even back then and now here in the university wearing the most androgynous for top fashion, he could rock both female and male apparel in his most craziest concept of runway everyday here in the university. And now, She guess she's good enough to hangout with him.       "Sooo this is the end of me being your tourist guide. And Yoona dear, this will be our last time to hangout, Arasso?" He bluntly stated, flaunting his bizarre clothes for one last time to her.        "Huh? But... uhmm, G-D-Dragon. What do you mean by this will be the last time we will hangout?" Obviously, she was confuse to his response. She thought, she's good enough to hangout with him because they're in the same university taking their common passion in the same league.       "Oh my... are you for real?" He look at her in uncertainty, and began to laugh, still in a diva tone. And she was getting the vibe that maybe they're not in the same league after all. "Yoona dear, I'm G-Dragon. I am somebody here. You're Yoona. You're a nobody here. Face it, dear. This is the reality." There, he said straight in to her face, emphasizing, and it hurt her inside.        "And dear, we're not in the same league even if we are both taking up Fashion Design." Now, it hurt her deeply, hearing it by words that led her speechless. "Sooo, I'll be seeing you around. I guess. Pfft." He added in a mocking tone, before walking away with his diva runway.       And here she thought, she might survive her first day because of her favorite sunbae who'll be by her side until she graduate from this university. But she was a fool, of making herself believe in that superficial thing.       He was right, this is the reality. She's all alone and a nobody here.       Geez, will I really survive here? Aigoo. I need to keep my faith to myself. I can do this. It's just a rough start. Nothing will go wrong after this. Right? Yoona thought.       ---       Well, she spoke too soon.        It was exactly, 2:30 pm in the afternoon. It was her first class in a minor subject. She seated in front of the class all alone, because all of her suppose block mates until she graduate in her course are gathered at the back, not caring if their professor have already began the discussion.        They were loud in laughter and full of gossiping of she believe are nonsensical. As she took a glimpse of them, from their latest Dr. Marten's boots, Christian Loboutin's high heels, Dolce and Gabbana dresses and skirts, Burberry shirts and trench coat, Anne Klein petite vintage watches, Kenneth Cole watches, Givenchy handbags and Emporio Armani bags. Indeed, their Fashion Class are keeping the trend setter from all over the world in Seoul Korea-- specifically in this university.       She was no match with them. From head to toe-- completely no match with them. And the only two things that she have possibly common with them are, they're in the same course with her and She's no novice when it comes to the latest trend in fashion of today.        "Can anyone of you simplify –| –3 |?" Finally, their professor asked and she diverted back her attention to the question.        "...the answer is –| –3 | = –(3) = –3" Yoona raise her hand to their professor's question and answered him in nonchalance.        She swear to God, she could feel the intense tension from my back. She could feel that all of them turn their attention to her after she answered the simple question from their professor.       "Correct, Ms...?"       "It's Im Yoona, sir."        "Okay, Ms. Im. And I hope others have payed attention to your answer." Their professor addressed the others at her back, seeing that he was glad someone answered him right from the long discussion he just did.        Yoona smiled back making a good impression to him and continued on to my note taking stuff.        "What a smart mouth ."        "I know right! A nerd in our course? Uhmm, Bleech."        "She looks so plain and not worth to be here. Heh."        And couple of more negative comments that they're purposely letting her hear from where she was seated. Ignoring them is one way to not mess with them and not letting them get into her like elementary and high school days, but something tells her that it wasn't enough from their evidently stuck up attitude to tolerate of letting this incident pass by.       "...and class dismiss." Their professor said, after giving them homeworks and left.        Yoona quickly took all her notes and put it inside her bag and need not fix her things and herself. She wanted to leave the room so badly because she got a hunch that those stuck up ess are aiming for her now.       Unfortunately, two of the stuck up ess a