“How is there no food in this house?” I panicked, scanning through the fridge and checking every cupboard. “If I don’t get ready now I’m going to be late but what am I supposed to cook for breakfast?”

“Stop being so noisy first thing in the morning” Sehun yawned, walking down the stairs fully dressed in his uniform, hair roughly gelled up.

“Oh Sehun, what do you normally eat for breakfast? There is nothing here! Not even bread slices.”

He completely ignored me and walked towards the fridge to scribble on the list of rules. ‘4. Do not enter my room unless given permission’.

I let out a sigh, is he mad about yesterday? So petty. “How are you going to have breakfast when there’s nothing in this house?” I asked again blocking him before he could walk off.

He sighed looking a little annoyed, “Rule number 1; keep voice to a minimum. Rule number 3; don’t get in my way. I don’t need breakfast and I’ll grab something in the cafeteria for lunch so move.”

I stepped aside for him to pass. Rude. Can this devil get any ruder? I was just asking what he wants for breakfast.

“Ah, one more thing”, he said, “Don’t talk to me, act like you know me or even look at me in school.”

I stood there for a few seconds, beating him up in my mind. Who does this jerk think he is? Royalty or something? And as if I want to know or talk to him! After feeling satisfied, I quickly ran up to my room to get changed.

By the time I reached the front door fully dressed, Sehun had already left for school…

Without me.  

I am so going to be late. This damn guy, I cursed, gritting my teeth. After taking a deep breath, I made my resolution and started to sprint. There’s no point in me complaining now, since I’ll be stuck here until graduation. This means that I need to get used to the devil’s little tricks. I will persevere and even if being a housekeeper isn’t my thing, I’ll make it my thing. “Just you wait, I’ll make sure you become a mess without me” I muttered, increasing my speed.

***

“Ahjusshi, can you… can you please open the gates?” I asked, trying to catch my breath.

“Haksaeng, youre late.” The guard pointed out.

“I just transferred here, so I had some difficulties getting to school” I lied, well… technically it is not completely a lie. I really did just transfer here, I wasn’t lost or anything, but I did have trouble getting to school on time because Sehun left without notice.

“Fine, just this one time because you’re new”, He said opening the gate. “Just to let you know for the future, our school takes late arrivals very seriously.”

“Ne” I answered, giving him a slight bow.

“HAKSAENG!!” A voice yelled from behind, I turned around as he ran towards me.

“Where were you Hae Young-ah?” He asked in between breaths, “I went everywhere looking for you.”

He had ash blonde hair, and wore his uniform very loosely. Who is this guy?

“Ahjussi, I’m in charge of looking after Hae Young here but I couldn’t find her this morning. Sorry for the inconvenience.” He said, bowing slightly at the guard.
 

Ahjussi sighed, “Byun Baekhyun, I’m letting you off the hook today but you really need to stop coming late.”
 

“Ne!” He saluted and put his arm around my shoulder, “Let’s go shall we?” He smiled dragging me in.

This guy… Did he just use me to get into school? But wait, how does he know my name?

“Don’t worry” He said, “I’m not some kind of creep, I saw your name tag.”

How does he know what I’m thinking… Is this guy a psychic?

“I’m not a psychic either, if that’s what you’re thinking, I’m just good with girls”, he smirked, quite charmingly.

I slapped his hands off my shoulder, “We’re inside now”, I said. “I feel uncomfortable with you acting this close to me.”

“Quite a feisty one aren’t you?” He commented, rubbing his hand. “Since you’re quite pretty, as thanks for this morning, I’ll give you my number, so take out your phone.”

I wasn’t sure if he was serious, but then he held out his hand waiting for my phone. So I guess he wasn’t joking. I simply sighed and walked off, no need to get involved with anyone strange. Staying low is the best for smoothly finishing high school. My thoughts suddenly flashed to Sehun, I’ve been thinking he is rude for ignoring me but considering how I don’t want to get involved with people myself, it’s almost the same. Of course I’m 100 times less rude than he is but… in actual fact, I’m not that different.

Irritated at my guilty conscience I turned around and walked back to Baekhyun.

“Miss me already?” He joked, well at least I think he is joking…

“Enough of that” I told him, “Instead of your phone number as a thanks, I’d appreciate it more if you take me to my class”

“Sure!” he smiled, “being led on once in a while won’t be so bad.”

Yah… is this guy normal? “I’m not trying to –

“Which class?” He asked before I could finish.

I cleared my throat, “2-S” I replied.

He looked at me like I was speaking a different language, “Are you sure?”

I handed him my timetable, “Pretty sure…”

“Whoa, daebak.” He smirked reading my timetable, “Who exactly are you?”

I’m starting to think that my guilty conscience is my worst enemy, this Baekhyun guy is just getting weirder by the second.

He held my hand and pulled me along, “This way” He said.

“I can walk by myself” I assured him, freeing myself from his grip.

“You’re a difficult one” he told me, continuing to lead the way. “But I like it”

After this, I’m definitely never getting involved with this guy ever again. I shook my head, following behind him, only then did I realise how big this school is. I take it all back, thank the lord for my guilty conscience or I would’ve actually gotten lost.

After a few more minutes of walking, Baekhyun finally stopped, “We’re here” He said, feeling accomplished.

“Thanks, you can go now.” I told him, waving goodbye.

“Did I forget to mention we’re in the same class?” He smiled, scratching it head.

I felt a sudden sense of déjà vu. Yes, yes you did forget. Everyone seems to be ‘forgetting’ these days.

“Better hurry, homeroom has already started” Baekhyun said, sliding the door open, “ladies first”.

“You just don’t want to get told off first” I sighed, taking my first step in.

He stuck out his tongue, “Oops, was that too obvious?”

“You’re late.” The teacher said when she saw me. She looks young and absolutely gorgeous, probably no older than 30.

“Sorry, I had some trouble getting to school.” I apologised.

Something is very strange about this class.

“That’s fine, it’s your first day so I’ll let you off this once. Tell the guy behind you to come in and sit down if he doesn’t want to get a detention.”

“Seonsaengnim, annyeong!” Baekhyun smiled and walked in.

The chairs and tables were not arranged in rows and columns. There are four tables spaced out at the back, and three at the front lined up in the gaps. It looks almost like an unfinished pyramid. The weirdest part of it all is that there are only six students in this class, seven if you include me.

“Everybody listen up!” Seonsaengnim said hitting her ruler on the desk a few times. “We have a transfer student today who will be joining our year level’s special class.”

Special?

Everyone immediately looked up a little surprised, except for one at the back corner, seated next to the window, he was resting his head on the table. They were all good looking, just like Baekhyun is. I scanned my eyes across their names tags, memorising their names.

“Jinjja?” the guy named Chanyeol exclaimed.
 

I was taken back a little by his voice. It was so deep, which is unexpected considering how cute and cheeky he looks.

“Are you sure it’s not the wrong class?” Suho questioned.

“It’s true” Baekhyun replied, “I checked her timetable.”

“Daebak” D.O smirked, the same reaction Baekhyun had.

“Seriously, what is going on here…” Kai asked.

That is what I want to know also! Seriously, what is happening?

The teacher turned to face me, “I’m Kim seonsaengnim, the homeroom teacher for class 2-S, glad to have you in my class. Even though it has already been a few weeks into first semester, I hope you’ll be able to get along with everyone. Now, introduce yourself.”

“Ne” I said anxiously, feeling more uncertain than ever, “My name is Lee Hae Young, I’ve just transferred here today. Please take care of me.”

Suho and Baekhyun began to clap, the rest hesitantly joined in.

“Feel free to ask me or your classmates any questions if you are concerned” Kim seonsaengnim assured me. “Your seat is at the back, between D.O and Sehun.”

I flinched at the name. Sehun?

As in Oh Sehun?

A/N: Thank you so much for the support and lovely comments! i really do appreciate it :)

This is the layout of the classroom, in case it is a bit confusing: