*Brrr brrr*

What is that stupid... Oh.

Upon realising that the annoying noise was only his phone's alarm, Hong Jisoo, with his eyes still drowsily shut, begins blindly searching for the vibrating device.

*Brrr brrr*

Ughhh where... Aha!

His hand encloses around the machine before sliding a finger across the screen to shut it off.

... time to get up, I guess.

Finally cracking his eyes open, Jisoo pushes the sheets off, flings a leg off the bed and forces his body into standing to get ready, reminding himself that if he was to waste another minute more, an annoying maid would surely barge her way into his room to hasten the boy.

Jisoo smooths his face with a sigh.

Here goes nothing...

-

As Jisoo walks into the dining room, he spots a man already there with his briefcase set on the large dining table while he fixes his tie.

"Good morning, Abeoji."

"How's it going with the Songs' daughter?", skipping over his son's greeting.

"As usual," is the spiteful reply, sent between gritted teeth.

"Good. Keep it that way," the man says before walking away to where his chauffeur was, not once looking at his child.

Jisoo scoffs while glaring at the receding back of the CEO of Hong Enterprises.

What a joke of a father.

"Let's go, Arthur," the boy says to the waiting driver.

-

"You're telling me she left already?"

Jisoo stares at the middle-aged man to confirm what he had just said.

"Yes, she left to walk to school, sir, seeing how today's weather suited very well."

The boy nods and thanks the man before turning around and going back to his car and waiting chauffeur.

A grin subconsciously climbs up his face as he enters his car.

Silly girl...

"Arthur, can you take the way to school?"

"Of course, sir."

Jisoo's grin widens further as the car starts slowly forward.

Silly, silly girl...

Soon, a familiar figure beside an all-black man appears as the car moves along a quiet road.

"Arthur, up to here is enough."

Jisoo chuckles, eyeing the girl as the car door closes behind him.

MY silly girl.

"Yah. Song Haeun," the boy calls out to the girl.

The girl's head turns around to face the tall boy, clad in a matching uniform, walking towards her and the boy's eyes soften.

She's so pretty.

"Morning, Oppa."

Jisoo's eyes playfully narrow at the girl's bright greeting.

"Don't you 'morning' me, young lady. I went to your house just then to pick you up in my car but you weren't there," the boy says, walking closer to the