The castle like mansion in the middle of Gangnam was filled with business partners, higher ups and government officials. Rich men in ironed suits talking business and women in classy dresses, gossiping, Champaign glasses clicking, dim lights and varsity of food . Between those old people was a young man dressed in his all black suite, with a glass of Champaign in his hands. He shouldn't be having it, but who cares. A sigh escaped his lips wondering why the hell he is even in that party,  if you call it one.He lifted his gaze to look at those sophisticated people only to land on a certain someone. She was pretty and sure someone around his age. Another victim. He takes a long breath as he marches towards the bar counter where the girl in scarlet cocktail dress and diamond accessories sat with a glass of martini.

“Hey, bored aren’t you?”

She looked up with her droopy eyes which sparkled immediately when they landed on him.

“Finally, found some one of my age.”

He chuckled a little at her reply. The girl in front of him was absolutely gorgeous. Her beautiful eyes, long lashes, and her red lips, gosh, he got to speak before he gets lost in her beauty.

“Want to get out of this place and get some air. It’s so suffocating here."

“I know right. I don't know what am i doing here. I usualy try to skip these thing but today, they dragged me telling its the most important day and i have to be here."

"The thing I hear every time."

"Anyways,Let’s get out of this palce before my parents find out.” She holds his wrist as she drags him out into the balcony. The scenery of the mansion’s gardens under the dim moon light came in view. They stand there, peacefully for a while and that's when she realizes she was still holding his wrist.

“Oops, sorry. It’s just that I wanted to get out of that place. It was just horrible.”

He felt comfortable with her all of a sudden. He thought her to be someone shy type, but she turned out to be just like him, his type.

“Don’t need to thank me. Even I wanted to get out of that horrible place. By the way I am Kim Jong In but I prefer you to call me Kai.”

The Kim’s young master extended his right hand while his left hand loosened his neck tie.

She took his hand with a small smile, replying “Sana , Byun Sana.”

***

Maple group of Companies, when South Koreas economy started, it was the company that maintained the status of the best company. Electronics, auto mobiles, distribution, telecommunications, there wasn’t a field maple isn’t part of. The company was established by the fore father of the current heir. The company was named after his beloved wife, a Canadian who he fell in love with. The irony. It just grew wide after their collaboration with The Elyxion Group from Japan, making it the most powerful company of all times. An empire and Korea's largest conglomerate. And isn’t it obvious of them being part of education system. So there it was Maple school, one of the best elite schools in the world.

Maple school and university occupy about 10,017 acres, approximately 41 sq.km making it one of the biggest in the world. Every campus literally represents a castle, royalty oozing from its walls. Maple provides each and every service one could ask for in an elite school. It is a school made for 1%, attended by 1%, fit for 1% and therefore had maintained the reputation of best elite school. For common people, well, they don’t have an entry, at least for now. If you get accepted you will have your way paved nonstop for elementary, middle, high school, and even university. Foreign companies and universities prefer maple over many other reputed schools. It was simply a school for chosen ones.

Well, this was what media say, of course, maple has all the features to be the best school, but it’s just filled with rich brats bragging about their richness and barley paying attention to their studies.

A new day at maple starts. The vacations were over and new school year is about to begin. The grounds of maple high was filled with seniors, sophomores and newly promoted students for junior high. Girls in their expensive accessories and different kinds of high heels, boys in their finest hair styles and branded shoes. And of course you can’t have a new year without the seniors raging the juniors.

All the commotion going on comes to a halt when a Lykens hyper sport pulls over in the parking grounds. A 182 meters figure steps out of the driver’s seat with a black MCM hanging in his left shoulder. The silhouette was wearing a black Gucci Genius jean, a plain white Gucci shirt below the blazer with the school emblem on, finally paired with a pair of Nick Air mag. His sun kissed skin was y as hell. His hoary hair was down, fringes covering his forehead giving of an innocent look in contrary to the dominance his appearance were screaming.

“Hey there, hoobae!!  come here.” Shouted a guy, from a group of seniors. He got pissed when the junior didn’t respond, clearly ignoring the older. He marched towards the guy and stood in front of him, halting the later in his path. The junior slowly took of his pair of Ray ban, glancing at the guy in front of him.

“Excuse me, you are blocking my way.”

“Seriously, yay , cant you hear? I was ing shouting till now. Aren’t you supposed to come when a sunbae calls you??”
The silhouette glanced down at his Rolex and faced the senior once again.

“Sorry to disrespect you sunbae but I have to go. The chairman is waiting for me.”

“What? Chairman? As in the chairman of maple group, Mr. Kim Kun Yong ? haha..You are making me laugh. Who the hell do you think you are? What are you?”

Just when the junior was about to answer, a group of men in black came around encircling him, pushing the senior away. A man in his middle fifties came forward and bowed in front the younger. 

“Young master, you are here. Your grand father has been waiting for you for awhile. Please come with me. I will you to him.”

The so called young master put on his Ray Ban’s, not before throwing a glare at the senior with a smirk plastered on his lips. The senior was dumbfounded, until realization hit him hard, that he just meet the infamous future heir of Maple group, Kim Jong In.

***

“Jong in –ah, there you are. What made you so late? I told you I will be waiting for you for the first day of your high school.” an old man in his late 60’s stood up from his chair, walking towards the Youngman and engulfing him in his embrace.

“Halabeoji, how many times should I tell you to call me Kai?”

“Aigoo, kids these days. Jong in is such a good name. I am going to call you that and it’s final. Now now, you don’t want to be late for your first day, right. Go ahead, your homeroom teacher is here to you to your class. I have to go to Macau for a meeting. Don’t be a spoiled brat and study hard. I can see how you got dressed to your school boy, but I am going to let it slide. You are the next heir so keep that in mind. Good luck my grandson.” Patting his head, the chairmen leaves with his assistant tailing behind him.

All the way to his class, Kai can catch people murmuring about him. He could care less .He had always been used to being popular. Upon reaching the class, he just ignored all the stares his classmates gave and simply walked to the last desk, throwing his backpack and plopping down.

The homeroom teacher can only sigh. She should know by now that all the rich kids are brats, and the owner’s son is going to be even brattier.

“Ok class. My name is Lee Min Ji and you can call me Miss Lee. This is your first class in junior high so pay some attention.”

Fifteen minutes through the class, and yeah, to which Kai wasn’t paying any attention to, the class door opened with a bang reveling a brunette around 5’9” with a puppy like features. He, too, was styled by branded stuff from head to toe.

“Some ones late on their first day, what got you so late Mr…….Byun?” she finishes her sentence, addressing the guy after glancing at his name tag.

That Mr.Byun just rolls his eyes as he drags himself into the class.

“Wait, as far I know, your sister is also supposed to be here, where is she?”

Just when she finishes her sentence, a girl walks to the door, in her pair of Louis Vuitton high heels, knocking on it with her perfectly polished nails and a Cartier Pasha de Carier wrapped around her wrist, to let the teacher acknowledge her presence.

“Oh!! There you are. Since you both are late, why don’t you introduce yourself to the class?”

The girl can only scoff while you can clearly hear Mr.Byun scrawl.

“Well, I am Baekhyun, The Byun Baekhyun, the future heir of Elyxion group from Japan.You know.”

“And I am Sana, Byun Sana. I won’t say fake things like “let’s all get along” or something. I am the Byun and I have my standards.”

Miss Lee surely regretted asking them to introduce.

“Fine then Mr. and Ms Byun. You can sit where ever you want. I will resume my class after you settle down.”

Mr.Byun, as in, Baekhyun chooses to sit beside his yoda like childhood friend, who welcomed him with his toothy smile, which he returned back with his boxy grin.

Sana, not at all interested in the class, chooses to sit in the last desk.

“It’s been a while.” Came a voice beside her, making her snap her head to her right, only to meet with a pair of cute eye smile and an opposite y smirk on his lips.

“Kai..??!! 

Hoobe: Junior

Sunbae: senior

Halabeoji: Grandfather

Aigoo: something like This boy in this case.

Ok so here we go, the first chapter of my very first fanfiction. i was acually supposed to post it on Saturday but I just posted it today because why not.??That was brief introduction maybe. I am sorry if there were any mistakes but hey.!!I tried my level best. Hope you like it.!!! See you in the next chapter!!