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  As expected with the weeks of advanced studying, you had finished your exams easily. You were sure that you had done well, more or less. Some questions were a bit too easy, but the answers were complicated to be written out. While the others took you almost four times to reread for you to finally understand what it was asking.    Nonetheless, you were 100% sure that you were going to pass high school with at least a decent high ranked mark.    With exams done, your quarrel with Yoonjung the other day was left forgotten in the back of your mind. At the moment, you were much too happy knowing that you had completed your finals. Partially, you knew you had to thank Zico for your delighted mood. His words echoed in your mind, and nagged at you for the two days. After much thinking, the words finally sank down in your mind and you realized it wasn’t really nagging words, but comforting words. If he hadn’t said what he said, you probably would’ve screwed up big time on your exams.    Who knew the leader of Block B could be so kind and endearing to a stranger like me?    ---   Since exams were over and done with, you decided to make tonight extra special as a celebration. While you waited for the boys at the iron gates (they had to hand in their last minute projects and present them to individual teachers to be marked), you decided to give your parents a call at their store.    It rang for only a second before someone picked up.   “Hello and thank you for calling Angel mart~ Suho speaking.” The warm, tinkling voice greeted you.    You smiled automatically. You held the cellphone closer to your ear. “Suho, it’s me. Tell my parents to close up the shop early tonight, okay? Tell them it's a command and that it's most important they follow it!”    “Early? Why? Is there something the matter?” His cheerful voice suddenly grew concerned.    You chuckled and shrugged as you answered in the most cryptic tone you could give him, “You’ll have to come home early to know.”    Before he could further question you, you hung up on him. You bit your lip from smiling too hard. *Sorry Suho! I can’t let you know about the surprise!*    “Whats with that strange sneaky smile on your face...?” A husky voice asked.    You jumped, clearly startled. You turned back and saw Kris raising his eyebrows at you. His blonde hair looked extra messy today and his blazer was ed. His backpack was hanging off his left arm in a tired manner. You smiled even wider, not bothering to yell at him for scaring you. “How did your presentation go?”    His eyes were still narrowed together in suspicion when he replied. “Smoothly. I think I did well. How did your finals go?”    You put two thumbs up. “I think I passed with flying colours that even unicorns will come alive on this day to tell me I did a splendid job.”    Kris rolled his eyes, but you could see the corners of his lips twitching into a small smile. You could tell that underneath his blazer, he was sweating profusely. The sweat beads were rolling off his forehead while the two of you waited for the rest of the boys.    You reached into your pocket and you felt Daehyun’s handkerchief idly lying inside. You contemplated for a few seconds before saying to yourself out loud, “Oh, what the hell.”    Kris looked at you. Before he could ask why on earth you were talking to yourself again, he felt you something lightly hitting his forehead. He blinked in surprise and looked down. You were tippy toeing as you tried to dab the beads of sweat away. Your tongue stuck out on the corner of your lips in concentration. His cheeks flushed a dark crimson. His eyes crossing in the middle slightly.    “Sorry – too –short!” You breathed out and your feet fell back