"Perfect!" said the photographer of Jongin's latest photoshoot. Jongin was modelling a pair of jeans while wearing particularly nothing for his top. 

"Okay, flex them muscles! I want to see confidence and oozing of iness!" The photographer called out. *What?* Jongin thought with disbelief. *Seriously this is just for a pair of jeans only...* He sighed softly and did as told. 

"Yes! Yes! Keep it coming!" He called out and started to press the shooting button continuosly, while Jongin was starting to feel fed up, after about a minute or so, Jongin stopped posing and went off set in the middle of taking pictures. "Jongin!" A voice snapped as Jongin went back to his seat and grabbed a bottle of water. He drank half of the water in the bottle as his mother's footsteps quickened. 

She made her way to Jongin's side, standing behind his chair while crossing her arms at him. Obviously she wasn't happy that Jongin suddenly left the set so abruptly, the photographer was taken aback too as he kept blabbering in one corner about him being 'Mistreated!' and not giving him proper respect as he calls himself a professional photographer. 

"What is this?! You don't have the right to leave set after Mr. Bong had ended the shoot!" Mrs. Kim roared and Jongin just rolled his eyes. "Ridiculous." 

"What did you say?!" She snapped sternly. "I said, RIDICULOUS." Jongin repeated only louder this time and got up, he spun around and glared right at his mother. The whole scene stopped what they were doing and stare right at Jongin and his mother, having a family quarrel. Mrs. Kim gasped in shock with her hand covering . "Jongin..." She called out, "How dare you use that tone on your mother?!" 

"How dare I?" He scoffed and chuckled like he had lost his mind. "Oh, mother... You should know that I have every right to talk back to you like that," He glared right at her again. Mrs. Kim just look at him with stern eyes and an expression that was about to burst off into flames in any minute.

"Listen you-" "Mrs. Kim!" He cut her off, "I'm not yet finish. Do not interrupt when I'm talking." He spoke with a smirk and grabbed his bags and cell. He went to put on his black T-shirt. "What do you think you're doing?!" Mrs. Kim roared.

Jongin just turn to her, "Isn't it obvious? I'm going to dance practice. I've been missing classes since forever. It's time I do something that I like. Besides, every star needs a break." He said and was heading out to the door, "You know that this means an automatic downfall for your fame!" She shouted.

"Perfect." He spoke and turn to his mother with a smirk on his face. "That's exactly how I want it. Besides, I quit." Mrs. Kim in disbelief, "But you can't! I'm your mother and-" "You were never my mother! You and dad! I never once consider any of you a family." He said with seriousness in his tone as his eyebrows furrowed right at her. Mrs. Kim was in deep shock and was speechless. 

"Kim Jongin!" She called out. "Goodbye." He said and turn his back. "And I meant that literally." He then slammed the door shut behind him. Jongin went out of the building and into his sportscar and drove off. 

Jongin felt awesome after he had quitted his modelling job, he was free from all the drama, the stress, the burden. It felt like everything was lifted off from his chest and the cloud had disappeared and was greeted by blue skies. 

"I never felt better." He spoke to himself as he drove down the streets of Seoul, he stopped by at a particular school, his high school to be exact. He wasn't in uniform but he didn't care, he wanted to be in a place where peace was given to him.

As soon as Jongin entered the school hallways, it was empty because class hasn't ended which is exactly how he wanted it to be. Jongin made his way up to the stairs and to an abandoned room, he open the door and was greeted by a dusty dance room. It was old and really shabby looking but Jongin didn't mind, this was his world of paradise. 

He pulled out his phone and plugged it in the speakers, it was old but usable. He blasted it on high volume, and crack his bones, twisting his necks, his body now felt free. "Now, this is what I call living my life." He smiled and started to move his body to the beat of the music.

Meanwhle, in history class. you were feeling bored as the history teacher blabbers on about the World War. Half of the class was already knocked out while you just doodled in your notebook. Your head was somewhere off, thinking about the diary and the attic, and that logo which glowed in your palms.

You drew the logo on your notebook and whispered the name out softly. "EXO..." 

Just as you whispered it, the logo you drew on the notebook glowed, and so did your palm. You gasped loudly and stare right at it with big wide eyes, the glow disappeared after a milisecond and before you knew it your teacher was eyeing you with a pissed off look. While most of the class had awaken and was staring right at you.

"Ms. Hae." The history teacher spoke. "Is there something you would like to share with the class?" 

You just shook your head and gave an awkward smile. "Urhh, no! I just suddenly thought of something. I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt your class." "Hmm well, you sort of did, and for that, you may take your discussion down to the principal's office." He slapped his ruler down on the table which startled you and the rest of the class.

"Down the halls, Ms. Hae!" He snapped and handed out the hall pass, you just sighed and got out of your seat. You sadly took the pass and left the class with sagging shoulders. 

*Stupid history teacher! It was just a short interruption! Was meeting the principal necessary? What a low temper jerk!* You sighed and was heading towards the principal's office, just until something caught your eye.

Your palm was glowing bright again, you gasped and stare down at it. The logo was glowing on your palm, "Oh my gosh!" You gasped and stare right at it. *It's glowing! What should I do?* 

But then the glow faded, "Huh? What gives? You were glowing and now you just blew out?" You blinked in disbelief and shake your palm thinking that shaking it would make it glow and work again