"Hana.." She was standing in front of her locker, trying to peel the newest sticker that the other students have pest on her locker's door when a familiar voice called her name. She instantly turn around to face the guy whom she had made friend through the school days. "Oh, hi, Lu. How ya doin'?" "I heard you're going to get married. Is that true?" She have expected this to come out from her friends but the effects afterwards were uncontrollable. The question have swallow all her bright emotions from before and replaced with gloomy face. "Yeah. Seem so." Luhan can see the sadness in her eyes when he heard her monotonous voice. Poor girl, he thought. "Congratulations, then. I know you'll be happy with him. Don't worry." The male said. He softly patted her head, giving her strength and flow of confidence from himself. Hana smiled, grateful for the comforting words. She hope that what the Chinese guy had said will come true.  
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It was the last period of the day before the class ended. Hana had decided to ditched class and get one fresh air at the rooftop. She felt suffocated from all the stares she received. Almost all of them giving her stares that she can't even differentiate from the bad ones and curious ones. Taking a break from all of this won't hurt, she thought. It was too much for the petite girl like her to take it all in. While walking down the hallway, her thoughts flew to the one specific tall guy. Loud whispers and chatters were long forgotten and slowly faded from her hearing wave. She wonder how will Kris take this. She pretty sure that the whole school already knew about the matter. After all, its the school principle slash the school owner's son that she's going to get married to. But, will Kris be okay after hearing this? Bubbles of thoughts popped one by one as she pushed open the rusty grey steel door. Strong wind welcomed her as the door slammed open making her hair and skirt flew everywhere. One hand instantly holding her skirt as her eyes narrowed due to the bright light of late afternoon. When she thought she was alone on the rooftop, she saw six pair of eyes that were looking at her, gaping. She stared at them one by one until her eyes stop at pair of eyes that looking intently at her. Kris. "Hi, Hana." "H-Hi, Kris. And