Jaein was this popular new kid in town while Kyungsoo was this kind kid who practically never says 'no' to everyone's requests. If there's one thing he had done that could be considered lethal or a deathly sin, it would be when he accidentally slapped a mosquito feeding blood from his neck like the , mythical vampires that's installed into four movies, the last one which was basically divided into two halves (we all know what we're talking about here, right?) And this boy grew up thinking he was friends with everyone and that the world was just too good to be true. The boy wasn't bullied, well if you're going to ask someone for a favor it would be best to keep your true color hidden beneath your unrealistic lying self, wouldn't it?

  "Uh... Kyungsoo?" A cute girl, hair brushed up into two pigtails called the boy's attention. Both hands tucked at her back, smile forever alive.   He was currently busy scribbling down some I'm never going to do it ever again phrases, neatly along the lines of a white gradeschool notebook. He was on his third page, the third out of ten back-to-back papers that he needs to finish by the end of the day. His pencil, which he sharpens everytime he starts out with a new page, was already as short as his middle finger and practically was somehow convenient to use for him for his little hand. It wasn't the boy's papers, to make it all clear, he was a saint to even think he had the right to be punished but it was rather from a classmate who got caught sticking gums beneath his desk. Oh and worst of it all, after finishing the scrappy ten-page punishment, he'd be staying after class to start unsticking the gums his classmate spent time creating his masterpiece under his desk.    "Y-y-yes?" He stuttered but managed to earn a cute smile from the girl.   "Can I have those papers, please?" She asked.   Kyungsoo was dumbfounded and all the more confused. Why would she want the papers? Would she throw it away and make fun of me?   But even before he could oppose the idea, the girl just mercilessly took the papers away from his desk and flew out of the room like a boomerang. The boy, worried that his classmate might get angry at him for wasting the papers and truthfully wasted the time he had in finishing those three precious pages of punishment, followed the girl out of the room. It was homeroom anyway so he wasn't worried that the teachers would get mad at him too for missing class.    The girl was a fast walker, she didn't run nor did she make leaps in joy, or at least that's what Kyungsoo thinks. The boy was now very confused as to what he'd do. Currently, he's now deciding on where to go, should he make a go downstairs? Or should he make a right towards the other classrooms of the third graders? He was unsure, he was cracking up in pressure. What if his classmate saw him and asked about the papers? How should he answer? Get yourself together, was all he could ever think of at the moment. But maybe because God was ever so merciful to good kids, a loud "Ya, gum idiot!" from the similar sweet girl who stood in front of him earlier greeted his ears and told him he should make a right to the other third grader's classrooms.   "You think you're so high and mighty, huh?" The girl shouted as she carelessy threw the papers straight at Kyungsoo's classmate's face.   "What's your problem?! It's not you who's writing for me!" The boy, the gum idiot to be exact, shouted the same volume to the girl, angry and ferocious he was embarassed in front of his friends.   "I may not be the one who's writing for you, but this is your punishment, don't pass it on to someone else!"   "Who are you to tell me? You're not the teacher, you're not my mom and you're certainly not my girlfriend, unless... you want to be?"    All of the boys that was crowding up the hallway, the gum idiot's friends, started teasing them, well, it was their expertise, bullying and teasing were practically the basis of their third grade existence.    The girl just shook her head in dismay and chuckled several disgusted laughs before landing a good blow just between the strided short legs of the gum idiot.    "Stick more gums and don't get caught. You should've thought about that if you didn't want to write down in these papers. Do your work and don't make me embarass you, any further." She leaned down and whispered to the boy who was groaning in pain, hands over the top of his shorts, with tears struggling to get out of his little eyes.   Kyungsoo arrived rather very late. His cute and short legs were not enough to make him arrive at the crime scene at the appropriate time. But as soon as he saw the gum idiot surrounded by his comforting friends, trying to get him up and the scattered papers as well, he knew, one way or another, the girl made him do what he had to.    "Let's go." The girl said as she held Kyungsoo's hand, dragging him with her.   "W-wait." He said as he removed his hand from the girl's tight grasp. His cheeks gradually turning into a light shade of red, presumably very shy because a girl had just held his hand, and it was Jaein to be exact. The Jaein that he always had a crush on, the Jaein that was loved by everyone.    "I don't feel comfortable letting you alone. From today on, I am going to protect you, okay?" She said as she smiled, revealing her cute pearly whites that was never tinted with a single cavity from sweets. Maybe she doesn't like sweets like any other kids. "Don't say anything more, you're coming with me."   And well, Kyungsoo, he was assumably bewitched under the spell of this girl. Just a single, warm and attractive smile from this female specie just made his heart go tokidoki and without realizing, his feet was following with each and every single one of her steps as she dragged him away with her, hands tangled together.   "What's that?" Jaein asked as he snatched away three or four papers away from the 20-year-old Kyungsoo.   "Give that back, Jaein." He pleaded as he tried grabbing the papers back.   "Song Jiwon, Go Minkyung, Go Shinyong, Lee Hyemin... Wow. You're doing all their thesis abstracts?" Jaein asked in an impressed, well, er, rather an insulting tone as she read out the names of the people written on each of the papers.   "I had time! So..." He tried to