"Hey, are you okay these days? As usual, I always see you being grumpy :( Oh, also, I noticed that you are not eating lunch ಠ_ಠ, so I decided to buy you a choco pie. Did you know that I love it when your eyes shine every time you see it (≧▽≦)? I hope you can look at me that way, but never mind, I like seeing them both. Oh, lastly, I see you have a patch again ಠಗಠ. I wish I could be the one who helps you and takes care of you when you have new bruises. Always take care. I'm rooting for you ( ◜‿◝ ).♡"

Dahyun bit her lip, trying to suppress her smile while reading the note written on a small piece of paper with beautiful penmanship. The letter was full of heartfelt words that Dahyun couldn't help but squeal every time she read it. She couldn't even hide the way her face reddened just imagining the person saying this to her.

Dahyun could imagine the sender's face, probably with a grumpy expression, scolding her for getting new bruises. She couldn't even imagine herself squealing like a kid on a rooftop while holding onto the small piece of paper, scared that it might get crumpled from being held too tightly. Dahyun couldn't even picture herself feeling this way right now. If Chaeyoung and Tzuyu were to see Dahyun smiling like this, they would mercilessly. With a sudden thought of their conversation from yesterday, Dahyun remembered what Tzuyu had said.

"Smiling out of nowhere?" Tzuyu says.

"Check," Chaeyoung follows.

"Laughing even if it's not in her vocabulary, laughing without something funny," Tzuyu continues.

"That's the cue that you are in love,"

Dahyun remembers Tzuyu saying. Even though she hadn't noticed herself smiling these days, Dahyun didn't know that they had already seen her change. Dahyun was thankful to that person because she had started to run away from the darkness of her life.

"God, I look like a lovesick fool," Dahyun thought, her thoughts so deep that she didn't even notice the silhouette of a girl watching her for who knows how long.

"HI!" A squealing sound startled Dahyun, making her jump and almost letting the paper slip from her hands. Luckily, her reflexes kicked in just in time, and she caught the note with care. A sudden pop in her veins jolted her before she turned around, ready to punch whoever had distracted her from her 'me time' on the rooftop, only to be greeted by a broad smile from Sana, revealing her pearly teeth. Dahyun had to blink in surprise at how shiny Sana's teeth were. She sighed and squinted her eyes before giving a cold stare to the Japanese girl, who was now winking playfully.

"What do you want, Minatozaki?" Dahyun said, her voice as cold as the wind. Despite her chilly tone and death stare, Sana let out a giggle before clinging to Dahyun's arm. Dahyun tried to pull her arm away, but Sana's height advantage and tight grip left Dahyun with no choice but to let Sana hold it.

"You were just squealing a while ago, and now you're cold to me," Sana pouted, and Dahyun felt her cheeks flush at the thought of someone seeing her in that state. She tried to compose herself, but Sana cooed at her, squishing their cheeks together. Dahyun didn't even know why she was letting Sana get so close to her like this. If Chaeyoung did this, she would kick her away.

"Aww, don't be grumpy, Dahyun. I heard you're always here, so I decided to take a peek, and they were right. You were here squealing," Sana added, poking Dahyun despite her death stare. Despite her efforts to appear composed, Dahyun couldn't hide the redness in her ears and cheeks.

"Just what in the hell are you doing here, Sana?" Dahyun said, trying to avoid Sana's teasing before freeing her arm from Sana's grip. Dahyun didn't lose sight of Sana's smirk as she crossed her arms.

"Let's be friends!" Sana said confidently, flashing her smile that she knew could charm anyone, only to be met with a bored stare from Dahyun.

"How annoying," Dahyun mumbled before straightening her back and plugging her earphones into her ears, blasting a rock song.

"No," Dahyun answered, turning her back to Sana, who still had her eyes closed with a smile.

Sana opened her eyes and didn't even get a chance to argue after seeing Dahyun walking away.

"HEY!" Sana stomped her feet and pouted, feeling like Dahyun had stomped on her pride. However, she couldn't help but feel curious about the person Dahyun had mentioned earlier.

"It's okay. There's still more time," Sana said to herself, trying to reassure herself.

Auditorium of JYP University

Tzuyu chewed her gum on her way to her next class, feeling grumpy after being slapped by Momo earlier. She cursed her professor for changing the class location to the auditorium, wasting her energy. Tzuyu was at fault for not reading the message from one of her classmates about the sudden change.

"Finally," Tzuyu straightened her back before spitting out her gum and entering the auditorium, only to find out she was the only one who hadn't arrived yet. She noticed the numerous people present and wondered why.

"Why are there so many people here?" Tzuyu asked herself, unaware that everyone was looking at her. Her eyes squinted when she saw a familiar girl sitting at the back with bangs. She blinked, thinking her mind was playing tricks on her, but it was indeed Momo sitting there.

"Ms. Chou??" Tzuyu was startled when their professor called her name, pointing to the only vacant seat beside Momo. Tzuyu sarcastically muttered, "Great," before reluctantly making her way to the seat. Everyone watched her every move, especially Momo, who didn't even spare a glance at Tzuyu, who was staring at her. Everyone knew about the fight in the cafeteria, evident from the patch on Tzuyu's face.

"Good morning, everyone. I know you're all wondering why you're seeing unfamiliar faces. Since both blocks are under my advisory, and your tasks are the same, I've decided to teach you all together," their professor explained to the class.

On the other side, Momo was having a bad day, starting from the morning, and now she is sitting beside Tzuyu, whom she was torturing to death in her mind as much as possible. Momo wants this class to end.

And to both luck of Tzuyu, the task is by partner two persons only wish one thing is both of them not to get a partner.

"HIRAI AND CHOU!" Their professor yells at the same time. Momo and Tzuyu stand up as if an angel passed by. All the class's eyes are on them. No one dared to speak, especially Momo. It looks like we're ready to murder someone. Same with Tzuyu, who is clenching her fist.

"Can I request, sir, to change my partner?" Momo hopefully asks because Momo says to herself that she can't stand the same air with Tzuyu.

"I am too. I want to change my partner." The class turns their head to their professor, who shake his heads.

"It was final. Now go to your seat and talk about your task."

"OH GOD, WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS," Momo mumbles before giving a glance to Tzuyu.

Throwing pride, Momo approaches Tzuyu, who is looking at her with boredom while playing with her pen. Momo hates this, but for the sake of her grades, she will throw her pride and be professional, hoping the other will do the same.

"This is the topic that was given to us. We will discuss this and answer the possible questions," Momo says before handing the small piece of written paper.

'Quizzes and tasks should not be applicable if the grading system is based only on the final exam.'

Momo tries her best to explain without glancing at Tzuyu, who just gives a hum. Unbeknownst to Momo, Tzuyu is already planning something. She wasn't Chou Tzuyu, who is a sore loser. Her pride was already stomped, especially when Momo slapped her in front of people, leaving her wearing a patch daily. She also remembers the teasing face of Chaeyoung. For God knows, Tzuyu already knows the topic and can even do it alone, but here she is planning to avenge Momo.

After half a minute, they need to explain their topic again for not answering the questions. Despite being a minor subject, they know how terrifying this professor is. Everyone has heard that this professor has failed many students already, so Momo is praying to finish this. Even though she hates Tzuyu to death, it can't hide the fact that she hears Tzuyu is brilliant, so Momo is hoping Tzuyu can answer the questions or not.

MOMO’S POV

Standing in front, I didn't bother looking at each of them and focused on our professor as I explained my part. It was easy to defend, but before we started this presentation, the professor clarified that one would present and the other would answer, which is I am presenting while the brat was on the side. I hope she will be professional with this. I have so many things on my mind right now.

"As we can see nowadays, our grades are fixed by passing tasks or assessments, along with quizzes that we take. But for us, this topic should negatively affect each one as a student. We also appreciate that the professors try their best to guide us more. However, it is unfair that our grades would still be based on the final exam because what about the effort we made from doing their task," I start, and I see some of them nod and hum, which gives me more confidence.

"As I defend, if the grading system should be like this, then I think they need to lighten the tasks that they are giving, especially quizzes. Because what is the purpose if students who are going to class every day, passing all tasks and assessments, fail the subject because they fail to pass the final exam? That could lead to unfairness," I finish before looking at the professor, who nods his head before crossing his legs.

"So you mean quizzes and tasks are useless to students?" I look at Tzuyu, who gives a smug look, and oh, how I wish she would answer this.

"It depends, sir."

"What the are you saying, Tzuyu?" Before I could in, the professor only pointed at Tzuyu, indicating to follow the rules. He says, "Some quizzes are not helpful at all. Only make students suffer." I was on the verge of cursing and crying because the answer should be helpful to guide us.

"Last, Does having this helpful?"

"No, it was useless," I looked at Tzuyu in disbelief and even saw her smirking. I wanted to crash her head on how unprofessional she was and how hard to be an . I know she was brilliant, and she was playing on me.

"Both of you need to re-explain this again for one last time, or else you will fail no more chances," I felt everything blur, and the sudden flash of my dean lister and scholars