Taylor's POV

"You seem acquainted with our boys already! The only free seat is next to Park Jungmin, so sit there." He nods at me and I glance at the seat next to Jungmin. Everybody is sat in pairs, I guess I would be his pair. 

"Thank you!" I bow and hurry to my seat, clumsily kicking my bag under the desk and pulling out my laptop like everyone else. I felt eyes pierce me as I collected myself. I quickly took a glance at Jungmin, who was staring at me as I unpacked. I made sure to divert my gaze quickly.

"Don't assume that you're special." A voice said from next to me. 

I stopped what I was doing, "Huh..?" My eyes darted from side to side, what was that supposed to mean?

"Don't assume that you're special because you get to sit here."

"I didn't..I didn't have a choice." My voice came out as a whisper and I mentally kicked myself for sounding so weak. 

"Good. Now don't talk to me." I nodded and pushed my hair to the side of my face that was closest to Jungmin, just so I couldn't be accused of looking at him. I opened my laptop carefully as the teacher began to lecture. But I just couldn't pay attention.

I hadn't known Jungmin for half an hour, why did he dislike me so much? 

Unbeknownst to me at the time, I didn't know the half of what was to come.

As we got on with our independent work, I felt a tap on my shoulder, I sheepishly turned around and was relieved to see Hyun-Joong smiling at me.

"Yeoboseyo." He said softly, his voice calming. He gave me another toothy grin and I bowed my head.

"Y-Yoe-Yeoboseyo.." I said clumsily, my Korean wasn't up to par yet. 

"I'm Hyun-Joong. Its nice to meet you, Taylor, right?" He asked. His broken English sounding particularly adorable. I nod and smile. 

"Ah!" He exclaimed and began to dig around his bag. He pull out a phone and puts in the password and hands it to me. "Here, lets exchange phone numbers!" I nod and take his phone carefully.

Despite Jungmin not liking me, Hyung-Joon's other friends seemed lovely! Things were looking up!

I looked at Hyun-Joong's phone quizzically. It was all in Hangul, which I was familiar with, but it looked so different at this moment. 

"Hyung-Joon-ssi.." I asked, he looked at me from behind his laptop screen, his black eyes being lit up by the LED screen, and then looked at his phone. 

"Ah, mian.." He took the phone and tapped on the screen a few times and handed it me back. This time it was romanized and I was already on the new contact screen. 

I typed in my phone number, and my name with a little Bird emoji next to it. I laughed at my self. 

"Could you be quiet?" Jungmin grumbled. I nodded and handed Hyun-Joong's phone back. 

"Kamsahamnida!~" Hyun-Joong sings chirpily. I smile at him and linger my gaze for a second, "Oh, you can call me Hyun-Joong-ah, if you like." He says as he delves back into his work. 

"Oh..Thank you!" I say, as I turn around and try to hold back a smile as I continue with my work.

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"Oh my God!" Hyun-Joong shrieks out immediately after walking out of the class. "That class felt like forever."

He wasn't kidding. It did, it was like three hours long. The teacher began to sound bored of his own voice after the first hour. 

"I'll second that." I say, Hyun-Joon, Kyu-Jong and Young-Saeng all look at me confused. "Oh, it means I agree with him." They all nod and chuckle. 

"Well, we all know what that means..." Young-Saeng began. "It's already lunch time!" The other guys all fist pump the air and walk in a line next to each other, I almost hide behind Hyun-Joong and walk behind them to lunch.

As we arrive to the lunch hall, the crowds grow silent as the boys approach the doorway. All the girls squeal as they walk in and part like the red sea for them. Hyung-Joon suddenly grabs my hand and pulls me closer in a protective manner. I felt my heart begin to speed up and I looked down at the floor. He dragged me towards a table, and they all sat down. 

Whispers flood the room, all of the students asking eachother if Hyung-Joon and I were dating. My face flushed a deep crimson at the thought.

"Gwenchana?" He asks quietly. I nod. 

"Mhm.." I look around as they all sit down and I realized there were only five seats. 

Then it happened. 

An arm wrapped around my waist and I was pulled onto somebody's lap. My heart sped up even more than before and I turned around to see Hyung-Joon. He was wrestling with a Samgak-gimbap wrapper. I smiled, and swiftly removed the packaging for him. 

"Hul...How?!" He says in awe, as shoves some into his mouth. 

"I've been eating these for years. I love them." I say, sipping some water. He reaches into his bag and pulls out another and offers it to me. I take it with both hands and bow my head.

"Kamsahmnida, Hyun-Joong-ah!" I unwrap it quietly a bite down on it sheepishly. It was strange being around four other strangers eating. Especially since I was sitting on one of their laps. 

Just as I take my second bite, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.

"Oh!" I exclaim, jumping off of Hyun-Joong's lap, feeling a chill go through my spine as he tightened his grip on my arm, incase I was falling off. I took my phone out and looked at the contact. It was the landlady I contacted!

"Yeoboseyo?" I say quietly.

"I'm leaving." Jungmin suddenly announces, I watch as he walks out of the hall with crowds of girls following him. I sit down in his chair and listen to the lady lady.

"You can move into your apartment today, I'll wait downstairs at 6:30pm with your keys! Congratulations!" She says politely. 

"Gomabseubnida!~~" I say, smiling widely at them all. "I'll be there!" She laughs and hangs up. I fist pump the air and forget that the other four people infront of me exist.

Kyu-Jong clears his throat and I freeze and quickly put my arm down. "So, Taylor-ssi...What was that?" He smiles. 

"I got the apartment I wanted!" I grin. They all congratulate me and I bow. 

"So," I begin, a few minutes later. "Why doesn't Jungmin like me? Atall?" I question. Hyung-Joon puts down his food and looks at Young-Saeng.

"Uliga geu yeoja hante mal haessni? (Do we tell her about it?)" Hyung-Joon asks. Young-Saeng seems to ponder this.

"Ani, ajig. (No, not yet.)" Young-Saeng replies. He then looks at me. "Some private stuff happened in the past with Jungmin. I'm sure he'll warm up to you some time." I nod and look at the floor. 

What are they hiding?

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I apologize for any incorrect Korean in this chapter. I used a lot of Romanisation from google translate or general google searches! Feel free to comment if there is a correction :)