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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, Champagne glasses clicking, dim lights and varsity of food. Between those old people was a young man dressed in his all black suit, with a glass of Champagne 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. He lifted his gaze to look at those sophisticated people only to land a certain someone. He was pretty and was sure that someone is around his age. Another victim. He takes a long breath and marches towards the bar counter where the boy in white suit sat with a glass of martini.

“Hey, bored aren’t you?”

The smaller looked up with his droopy eyes which sparkled immediately when they landed on him.

“Finally, found some one of my age.”

The taller chuckles a little at his reply. The boy in front of him was absolutely gorgeous. His beautiful tiny eyes, long lashes, and his red plum lips, gosh, he has to speak before he gets lost in his beauty.

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

“I know right. I don’t know what I am even doing here. I usually try to skip these things but today they dragged me telling it’s the most important day and I have to be here.”

“The thing I hear all the time”

“Anyways, Let’s get out of here before my parents find out.” The beautiful boy held onto the later’s wrist and dragged him out into the balcony. The scenery of the mansion’s gardens under the dim moon light came into view. Only after a while did he realize that he was holding onto the taller’s hand.

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

The taller felt comfortable with the pretty one all of a sudden. He thought him to be someone shy type, but he 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 Park Chanyeol but I prefer you to call me Chan”

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

The pretty one took his hand with a small smile, replying “Jimin, Kim Jimin.”

***

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. A Kingdome and Koreas largest conglomerate. And isn’t it obvious for them to be 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 was about to begin. The grounds of maple high was filled with seniors, sophomores and newly promoted students for junior high. Girl's 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 ha