↷"Byebye, freshmen! Please have a lovely school day today!" Seokmin gave a huge grin and waved to the whole class of 1-7.  Everyone relaxed at the sight of their funny sunbae. Minghao, being the shy one, just smiled behind him.

"Yah. I'm getting second hand embarassment because of that hyung. God." A boy with a permed(?) hairstyle said as the one beside him snickered. "Really, I know right! That Lee Seok Min...Aish," He shook his head and they gave a hi-five to one another. 

"By the way, Lee Chan and Chwe Hansol, meet me after school to collect your things." Seokmin's head popped back through the front door and gave the two kids a fright. They nod their heads vigorously and the junior left as quick as he came again. "That scared me. That hyung has such 'fortune-telling' timings." Chan slapped himself and told himself to get into the right state of mind. Coincidentally, Yan Lang had chosen a seat right beside them and couldn't help but try hard not to smirk at their two-man comedy show. She looked to the front smugly, keeping her laughter in.

"Hello new class. I'm Choi Minki. Your new homeroom teacher." He stared at the class with a frightening smile,"Questions?"  

People who didn't know the meaning of death shot their hands up. "De! How old are you?" "20." Girls begun whispering around. "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Question time is over. Let's start doing some stuff that the school wants you to do." He said monotonously and stared at the students, looking like he was asking the heavens why was he even there. 

"So, go form your groups of 3. And then," Minki deadpanned at the piece of instruction sheet,"I quote,'Make friends with one another and make a 1 day project of the places you would go. Bring along your new friends to the places.' I will be grading this. Just so you know, it reflects on your report book. Go talk." He sat back down on this spinnable chair and started using his phone. Yan Lang groaned innerly. This was the type of thing...! Korea really likes to mess up my plans and life from day one.

"Hello." She tuned out her inner conversation and turned to the source of the voice. She looked at him with a slightly agaped mouth, "Hi?" 

"Do you want to do the project together?" The guy with a cheekly smile asked. "Um," Yan Lang glanced around at the room and sighed in resolution. There was no one else anyways. She shrugged, agreeing to their plan.

"Great! Hi. I'm Lee Chan and then, this weird guy with a perm is Chwe Hansol, his real name is Vernan though," He said excitedly.

"Vernon," Hansol corrected him. "Vernan." "Vernon."

"Nan?"

"Non."

"Oh, Vernon." Chan finally got it right but Hansol couldn't help but break into fits of laughter because of the weird pronunciation. Yan Lang couldn't help but smile as well. "Hey, if you think its so funny, why don't you-" 

"No. I'm not going to make a fool out of myself. Thank you very much. I'm Yan Lang." She smiled at them professionally. 

Chan's mouth formed into an 'O' shape. He started stuttering,"S-Same as Minghao?" "If you are talking about us being Chinese. Yes." 

"This might sound really weird to you but does everyone in Korea does this reaction thing?" Yan Lang frowned. Hansol smiled knowingly,"Nah, Chan and some people we know just are too excited to meet foreigners. They were surprised to see me speak korean from my mouth the first time they saw me. And then they would stutter and freeze up," Hansol poked Chan's forehead,"Get over it."

"RIGHT!" Chan squeaked,"A-Anyways, what are we going to do for the project?" Chan looked at Hansol. Hansol looked at Yan Lang. Yan Lang looked at her nails. "Guys? Really? I just landed here yesterday and you are already-" Hansol smiled,"The maknae, also known as the one that joins our friendship cruise the latest, has to give some ideas." She scoffed. I'm adding this guy to my blacklist as well.

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That saturday, Yan Lang stood outside her house, on her tiptoes, bored from waiting. She was wearing a pair of high black converses and a white sleeveless flowing mid-thigh dress with no designs. Around her neck were straps holding a DSLR camera. The sun is shining, it's super hot. I'm melting. I am so going to kill them when they-

"Hello pretty girl. Sorry to keep you waiting." Hansol cheered. "Compliments aren't going to save you, Chwe Hansol." She glare at him with slit eyes. As she eyed him, she noticed he was wearing a long sleeved shirt and knee-lenth pants. "I don't really care but are you trying to kill yourself by dehydration? I'm not going to drag you to the hospital." She warned. "It's okay, Chan will be there for me and besides, let's see who will be the last man talking." He challenged her and they narrowed their eyes at each other before childishly turning away. Chan timidly entered the scene,"Sorry for being late. Hansol, you look so handsome today. Yan Lang, how beautiful-!" He received two bumps on his head. 

"Shut up." Yan Lang and Hansol said simultaneously before glaring at each other once more. "Hmph!" They turned away from each other as Chan walked awkwardly in the middle. He probably was stupid enough to incur their wrath again if he was not careful. In due time though, he would. 

Silently, they walked through the streets. Until Chan broke it that is. 

"I was just wondering where we were going..." That sentence seemed to have shook Hansol out of his sulkish mood. 

"Oh yeah. Isn't she suppose to bring us around?" His eyes lightened up as he finally found something to target her with. "I am. Keep walking. We are in the right direction." She replied vaguely. Hansol showed her the whites of his eyes as he jeered at her. He is like a kid. She thought to herself and stuck her tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes. She sure is childish.

She looked at her phone and glanced at her surroundings. It looks about right? There's suppose to be a chinese restaurant somewhere...Damn. If forgot I am a useless person when it comes to maps. I may be a genius but directions just had to screw up the whole flawless package. "Guys. You both look really good today." She smiled extra brightly and tilted her head sideways,"I'm lost."

"...WHAT?" Both of them shouted as they stared at her. "I'm sorry," She grumbled,"Anyways, you were late so all is fine now right? I forgive you, you forgive me." She gave an eyesmile and pushed her phone into Chan's hands, "Lead the way." She tapped his shoulders as an encouragement. He fumbled around and stared at the screen. "He looked at the blinking dot on the map and grumbled,"You do know that we are now at the opposite end?" She pretended not to hear him as she swiftly turned around and walked in the opposite direction. "That girl." Hansol gritted his teeth and seethed. "Why did you even ask her to join us again?" He scolded Chan as he hit him another time. "IT'S ALWAYS MY FAULT!" Chan shouted at both of them, feeling unfair, but he still walked in front, leading the way.
 

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hello guys! thanks for reading the story and here's a picture of jeonghan saying thanks. ok he's not but he's so flowery. btw, any biaes? :)