Just one sleep & then it’s back to school already. Woo~ I miss my school.

I called Younghae to tell how I excited I am for tomorrow.

ME: aegi, back to school tomorrow! Yehey!

YH: so?

ME: aww! Aren’t you excited for me?

YH: mmmmn. Let me think

ME: yah! Aegi~

YH: just kidding. I’m excited. Did you fix your things already?

ME: ung. Are you going to school tomorrow?

YH: yes

ME: where?

YH: nothing. Bye aegi, saranghae

*END OF CONVERSATION*

What the?! He hung up again. Aish~ really!

June 11, 2012.

2^nd week of school.

*Hyunseung’s ireona*

It’s only 4:30am, 10 more minutes. I moaned.

*Hyunseung’s ireona*

OMG! It’s already 6:00am? I’m going to be late for sure.

7:15am, 15 minutes late already. I need to rush so I ran in the stairs suddenly I stripped. My papers just flew away from me. I am such a clumsy girl.

 While I was picking up the papers, someone helped me. I thanked him & then I looked to see who he was.

“Dafuuq~ what are you doing here?!”

“Are you surprised to see me?”

“Yes totally! What are you doing here? Don’t say you’re going to study here?”

“Yes I am”

“But why?”

“I want to be with my aegi in school”

“Haha! Stop messing around. What course did you took?”

“Same as yours. It’s Mass Comm”

“Ah! Oppa! I’m late. I’ll just text you. Annyeong~”

I waved at Younghae then immediately run to our room.

“Good morning, ma’am. I’m sorry I’m late” I apologized to our professor.

“It’s okay Ms. Canlas, go to your sit now” she said.

While I was putting out my notebook & pen, Daniel talked to me.

“I saw your boyfriend earlier. Is he going to study here?” he said.

“I guess? He said ‘yes’” I answered.

“Is your Korean boyfriend a stalker?” Daniel joked.

“haha! Funny. No”

“Wait, Allison has a Korean BF? Wow! How does it feel?” my other classmates said to me.

“She has. It’s so handsome & tall” Jane said.

“You saw him? Lucky” my other classmate said.

“What’s going on there? Be quiet class!” our professor said.

At lunch break, I went out the room but still no sign of Younghae. I guess he’s still having a class so I just texted him.

“Oppa, where is your room? It’s our lunch break, I’ll wait for you”

After 5 minutes, he replied.

“Where are you? I wait here in the stairs”

I went to the place he said where he was & then I saw him with some guys.

“Younghae!” I shouted.

“Ah! There you are. Let’s eat” he grabbed my hand & I nod.

While walking on the way to canteen, I asked him if he made friends but he shook his head ‘no’.

“Who is with you earlier?” I curiously asked.

“Ah! Classmates only” he said.

We were eating already. Everyone is staring at us then suddenly someone closed my eyes from behind.

“Who is this?” I guessed.

“Yah babo! What are you doing?” Younghae said.

“Ah! Taeminnie!” I joyfully said.

Katie removed her hands on my eyes then punched Younghae.

“You babo! Why did you call me” she scolded.

“Molla” Younghae said while eating.

“Ah. Let’s eat, chingu” I said to Katie.

When Katie was about to sit, someone tapped my back. I looked back to see who it was. Oh! It was Jinwoo.

“Don’t tell me” I stopped.

“Yes!” the 3 answered.

“You knew what I’m going to ask?” I said.

“You’re going to tell us if Jinwoo is studying here, too right?” Katie said & I nodded.

“What’s wrong? Is it bad?” Jinwoo said to me.

Then I joked him & said ‘yes’ and I rolled my eyes.

“pajjutsseo~” Jinwoo yelled. (I hate you!)

I just laughed.

Students are really staring at us. I am not confident with it.

“Oppa, they are staring at you” I whispered to Younghae.

“I don’t care” he continued to eat.

“Ah. Okay” I answered.

Me & Younghae returned to our building while Katie & Jinwoo returned to their building after eating.

I accompanied Younghae to the room 306 & then walked to our room. Someone called me.

“Allison!”

Sounds like Karizza’s voice. Should I ignore her? No. I will look bad if I do that.

“Yes?” I turned to her.

“Why is he here?” she asked me.

“Who?” I said.

“Your boyfriend” she answered.

“Eh? You know that Younghae is my boyfriend?” I’m surprised.

“Haha! Yes. So why is he here?’” she continued to ask me.

“Oh! He’s going to study here. Why?” I returned to ask her.

“Really? Oh. Nothing. Thanks. Bye chingu!” she winked, waved & left me.

Chingu?  We’re not even friends. Plastic!