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Daehyun’s POV

I sniffed the air. It smelled like girls. There was one thing that was inimitable when I decided to cross dress, their smell. How the hell do you smell like a girl? There was no special cologne I mean perfume for that stuff.

Hoping no one had a sense of smell of a dog, I strolled over to the front entrance of Seoul Catholic All Girls School as casual or should I say girl like as possible. The main entrance and lobby of the school was filled with girls of all heights and sizes, from super petite to freakishly tall. They all wore the same navy colored uniforms making exaggerated expressions as they talk or gossip. Girls are all the same.

Everyone lingered in the halls either freaking out over their schedule or waiting impatiently to get theirs. I could just say that all of them were annoying even by looking at them, with ears hungry for gossip and mouths throwing up loads of drama. All they talked about was each other and how so and so was. There was no boy talk or day dreaming, that’s how it was like in an all girls school, so what was the point of enrolling me into this especially when I wasn’t the same creature as these annoying feminine yappers. I must say I am starting to regret this decision.

He was dressed in a barely fitting blazer covering a navy polo shirt topped off with a tie. He could barely breathe properly without the buttons popping off of his blazer. And worse of all he was wearing a plaid uniform school girl’s skirt that was meant to be flowy, but on him it was probably breaking the dress code for showing too much shape.

Daehyun pushed open the door greeted by a large amount of hostile pairs of eyes, staring him down from head to toe making disgusted expressions as they whispered.

Come on Daehyun, I mean uh Dahyun. Just like you planned!

“Hello uhhh my name is uhhhh Dae- Dahyun. Jung Dahyun heh.” Daehyun spat out clumsily, flashing an overly fake smile and a cute wink to cover the mess.

Daehyun was internally cringing at his own wink.

, my voice.

A girl scoffed scanning him in his 5 times too small uniform, and laughed.

Why is she staring at me? Is she suspecting something?

He gulped.

“You forgot your knee socks.”

The girl threw him a pair circling behind him and pointed.

“That’s