"So, the unique culture of Islams' as an..." Mr. Yang Hyun Suk, our World History teacher, trailed off, trying to find the word, and then I spoke up, beaming. "...entirety." He pointed at me and repeated what I said, and smiled. "Junhwan, you got the word. You really did." I had to send signals to everyone that FINALLY MISTER YANG NOTICED MEH.

As the class ended and as Mr. Yang went out of the room, everyone shuffled out of their seats and started talking when Donghae and Kyuhyun took my attention. They had a big lump of clay in one hand and started throwing clay balls the size of a bead in the other. I just had to smile. 

Everything's fine. 

"Junhwan~" Lee Hi bounced towards me and sat beside the now empty chair of Kim Donghyuk. "Hayi unnie. Hi." I gave her a tight lipped smile before continuing my doodling. I heard her very audible sigh and pointed at the paper. "Hwan ah, if you're like that, how can you pass? You're not taking notes..." She trailed off seeing a small notebook with my gibberish handwriting.

I smirked at her and continued drawing. "Game over~ ooh~ Game over~" Hayi started singing to calm herself of my awesomeness. Lol. 

"Unnie."

"Stop calling me unnie. Just Hayi. Okay? She said, and we both laughed. "Arasso. Hayi..." I trailed off, not knowing where to start, "well, can you tell me more about Seungyoon? You know, since you two were classmates last year." She nodded her head and smirked. 

At the moment, I never knew the silent dean lister Lee Hayi can look so scary and mean. 

"Hmm... Where do I start? Ah, yes, Kang Seungyoon. Well, he has a really nice voice. But he improved so much this year. I think it was because of Mr. Yang's awesomeness. Oh and..."

/le flashy flashback/ 

Lee Hayi's POV

It was the first day of school. Everyone, because all of us are considered the pioneering batch and thus new students, so everyone tries to make friends, right?  I ran into some guy and as I said sorry, his eyes twinkled and held out his hand. "Hello," he spoke