How Are You - TVXQ (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j2FRWeUdrfM)     haksaeng = student   ------------------------ Narrator’s P.O.V:     Monday morphed into Tuesday, and Tuesday into Wednesday.   Soon, the days went flying by, and the rumours about the newest ‘Kangnam Couple’ moving in with each other spread like wildfire. It started to die out though, as more interesting rumours came up and made the others not so surprising. Daehyun was pushed around by a couple of guys sometimes out of jealousy and mockery, but not as much.   In around two days, he would finally be moving into Hana’s mansion.   With his backpack slung over one shoulder, Daehyun headed into Tech. It was one of the two classes he had with Hana. He noticed that no one was there except for a couple of the quieter students, who were typing away on the computers.   *Weird. Hana usually comes early to pester—I mean see—me. Come to think of it…* Daehyun dropped his bag on one of the chairs and glanced around, *I didn’t see her at all today. Where is she?*   Somehow, a tiny—bacteria size—anxious tug on his heart made him think that something was off. Very off.   Before Daehyun could sit down, the bell rang and students poured into class. He snapped out of his daze and sat down on his chair as he registered what he had just said. *What the heck…? I shouldn’t care about her. I don’t.*   No, that’s rude, Jung Daehyun. You still care. She’s still a human being, isn’t she?   Daehyun blinked a few times and his expression was unreadable for a second. He was so entangled in his thoughts that he even tuned out the teacher.   “Settle down and find a computer. I’ll take attendance now. Kwon Yoomi… Sung Junyong…”   In between the teacher’s pauses, Daehyun heard muffled sounds of ‘here’ and ‘present, ssem’. He couldn’t concentrate until a familiar name was called out.   “Kang Hana,” The teacher raised her voice. No reply.   “Hana-haksaeng*?” She called out, “Is she not present?”   As if it was sheer instinct, Daehyun’s hea