{A/N: Hey guys! Well, a few of my friends got in a REALLY BAD car accident yesterday. One of them got hurt really bad. She has 3rd degree burns and her bathing suit (they were going to the beach) was literally burned into her skin and her bobby pins started melting into her scalp. She'll be in a wheelchair and has to get skin grafts soon. She won't be completely better until like, October. Please pray for her!}

You slowly looked up.

Taemin was grinning over your shoulder.

Seriously?

Sehun and Tao glared daggers at him.

"You little..." you began, standing up.

Taemin kept smiling, but tilted his head at you. "What's wrong chingu?"

"Like you don't know," you hissed, bringing your hand up and letting it go across his face, leaving an angry red mark.

There were gasps in the classroom.

Thank goodness the teacher wasn't in yet. You'd have a lot of explaining to do as the student president.

Taemin was shocked. You...Haruma Elise...had just slapped him. He knew you weren't passive, but he didn't guess that you'd slap him.

Slowly, he turned to face you. "Elise...what was that for?" He blinked innocently.

"For tricking me," you replied, calmer than you thought you'd be.

"Tricking you?"

"Into dancing."

"Ohh. Was that it? Mianhaeyo!" He pouted.

Sehun pulled you back down, then Tao pushed Taemin back. "Go away you son of a . You don't deserve to be able to talk to my mei mei."

Taemin looked at Tao. "Your mei mei? Isn't she Sehun's girlfriend?"

"He just has a crush," you sighed.

Taemin had been growing more and more suspicious. "Elise, that day when you were at the club, who was--"

"Everyone in their seats!" the teacher barked as she walked in.

You didn't even glance at Taemin as you turned back around.

Taemin frowned, but went to his seat, your slap still sore on his cheek.