the next day, Sungmin woke up the unusual scent of sweet flowers…what made his eyes widen was when he saw a whole bouquet of them right in from of him. “What on earth?!” he exclaimed, jumping away from the pile of roses. He glared at the student holding them, whom he recognized at once as Cho Kyuhyun, one of his classmates and previously one of those who were sent to get him and failed. “Who sent you here?” he asked in a dangerous tone, not even asking anymore what he was doing here because he automatically assumed a professor sent him.

“No one” the man shook his head “I came here on my own.” Seeing Sungmin’s frown he continued “My parents own a flower shop downtown, and well…when I saw the roses this morning, all I could think of was you, Sungmin-sshi” he said.

Sungmin blinked at him…that sounded much like a love confession, but that can’t be right. That can’t be right at all. He shrugged and turned away from the brown haired man, “Right…whatever you say. I’m going back to sleep” he said, not daring to turn around.

Kyuhyun just smiled, placing the roses a few meters away from him. “These are for you, since I picked them out for you anyway…sweet dreams Sungmin-sshi” he said, before standing up and going back to the staircase and into the school building.