Zhen walked to the front and handed the proctor the test, who stared up at her in disbelief. “I’m finished.” She said, turning and starting back towards her chair, silently seething when Ha Na and her friends snickered nearby.

As she reached for her bag, the proctor’s hand dropped on her shoulder. “Ms. Ahn, are you sure you don’t want to go over your problems? After all,” He said, looking down at his watch. His eyes widened again, and he stared at her in complete and utter shock. “We’ve only just started the test fifteen minutes ago. You couldn’t have possibly finished! Most students finish after the hour and a half mark, at the least.”

Zhen slung her bag onto her back and pushed past the proctor. “I said I was finished. It isn’t your job to tell me when I can or can’t be finished, either. It’s just your job to collect the paper when it’s finished, and for that reason, I’m going to leave.” She said sharply. The procter had nothing else to say, as Zhen walked to the door without any further interruption.

As she stepped out into the hall, she heard a few voices. Her class was the last to get started, since the procter was a wreck, showed up late, and lost the boxes that were holding the exams. A few other classes were already at their five minute break, but Zhen wasn’t going to stick around for hers and hurried down the stairs, pulling her phone from her pocket to call Mallory.

But when she did, she noticed she’d been call, three times, by her manager’s son, Woo Jun Hyun.

She frowned and pressed his number, redialing. How could she have missed his call three times? He must have come back into town. It seemed like everyone was randomly showing up in town. Jaspar, and now Jun Hyun, otherwise why would he be calling her?

“You sure know how to keep a guy on the edge of his seat, Zhen.” His voice was smooth, and a little too calm. He wanted to talk, about something, and Zhen was pretty sure she knew what.

Even still, a little jolt of excitement traveled through her. “You sure know how to blow up my phone during a national exam.”

“Oh come on,” He laughed. “Zhen, we’ve been over this. I’m way more important than standardized tests.”

Zhen laughed, coming to the bottom of the stairs and starting into the locker space. “What do you want, Oppa?”

Jun Hyun didn’t answer for a moment, but chuckled. “I’m going to have to admit, Zhen, that I might have stalked you, just a little bit.”

“Not surprising.”

Jun Hyun really laughed at this. “You say it like it isn’t the first time.” He sighed. “Anyways, I may have talked to a few-” He coughed. “A lot of people and figured out where you went to school.” Zhen laughed. “I’m serious! Now that you’re out of your stupid exam, come out front.”

Zhen sighed. “Let me switch my shoes.” She then hung up, without saying anything else, and unlocked her locker. When she grabbed the slippers and moved to sit, she started dialing Mallory’s number. She sat and, as she kicked off her slippers, put her phone to her ear. Mallory picked up, but before she could say anything, Zhen started. “Where are you?” She asked.

Mallory didn’t answer immediately. “I think,” She started, and then there was a bit of French dialect. “Nope, not a clue either. Somewhere downtown? Food, for the demon half breed.” Jaspar hissed at his sister, and Zhen knew Mallory meant her brother’s fiance. “Why, have you finished your test?”

“Yeah, but Jun Hyun is here, and I’m pretty sure it has something to do with business. Rain check on the movie?”

Mallory sighed. “Fine, but you owe me for this. Another unaccompanied hour with Elize, and I might lose my hearing.” The phone clicked off, and Zhen slid her feet into her shoes before standing. She was quick to throw her slippers into her locker, grab her bag, and hurry towards the door.

She practically sprinted across the campus towards the gates of the school. Already, before reaching the gates, she could see the figure of a boy, much taller than she, with his back towards her. She knew, without having to question, that it was Jun Hyun. She was sure he heard her feet smacking against the concrete because he turned around, and his easy smile graced his lips. His arms were on either side of him as she raced towards him.

Her bag fell to the ground, and her body left the ground as she flung herself into his arms, just barely getting out a strangled sounding “Oppa!” before his arms closed around her. The flowers he’d been holding in his hands crinkled against her back as he held her against him, spinning slightly and laughing his all too familiar laugh.

Jun Hyun set her down handed her the flowers, which she took instantly. He put one hand on his hip and the other on the top of her head, ruffling her hair. “Good god, Zhen, you almost killed me.”

Zhen laughed and glued herself to his side again. “Well maybe if you’d stop disappearing for six months at a time, I’d be less excited when you come back.”

Jun Hyun shook his head, leaning down to pick up her bag. “I don’t think that’s going to happen, Ai.” He said, turning and handing her her bag. “So we need to talk, and I already know that you knew that was coming.” He said, turning towards her.

Zhen looked down at her feet, trying to avoid his gaze and nodded her head. Caleb, and the scene at the cafe. She didn’t really want to talk about it because, knowing Jun Hyun, he had read the article and the little bit about how she had disguised herself. He’d have questions about that, and she didn’t want to go into details about school again.

And it was at that precise moment that one of the girls from the J surname group approached the two and poured her carbonated drink all over Zhen’s shoes. “What a sleazy girl. First Jungkook, now this man who looks to be her senior. Sounds easy to me.” She said, throwing the can at Zhen’s feet before turning and, laughing, making her way back towards her group of friends.

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