*Quack. Quack. Quack. Quack.*

Ugh. Has it been 3 hours already?

I turned to the side and turned off my alarm.

I had deliberately set it so I could sleep more. Despite waking up with only half an hour left before school starts, I was still ing tired.

Sighing, I sat up and ruffled my hair lazily before heading to the bathroom.

I looked at my reflection. I had lost weight yet again.

It’s really taking a toll on me, trying to balance out getting familiarised with the company and school.

I hopped off my bed and went to take a cold shower to wake myself up.

Should I style my hair or nah? I thought as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, running my fingers through my hair.

Okay, let’s not.

I quickly put on my uniform and grabbed my bag before leaving the house.

I pulled open the door of my GT-R Nismo and sped off to school.

✣ ✣ ✣ ✣ ✣

She’s gotten prettier. More graceful. Different from the rest of the girls here.

She seems so mature for her age. I’ve always watched her from afar during company dinners and social events; it’s so refreshing to see her in uniform like me.

She was in a daze and the teacher was calling her name.

It was pretty cute to watch, really.

“Ahem. Sora-yang?”

“Sorry. Park Sora ibnida. I specialise in singing and dancing.”

"She can sing and dance?"

"Omo, I wonder if she sings well."

"Maybe she , thats why she wanted to train separately last year."

This is why I’d choose her any day over anyone here.

“Yeah. Do you take any special classes, Sora?”

“I take A. Calculus. I’m in the gifted programme.”

Yup. Smart. Beautiful. She’s everyone’s type of girl, really.

“Ahem.”

“Oh , sorry. Sehun. I specialise in dancing.  I take A. Calculus, and I