Guy1: Umm... Harabeoji?

Harabeoji: Ye?

Guy1: Can we go to Seoul University for the next school year?

Harabeoji: Wae?

Guy1: Please Harabeoji, I promise to be good.

Harabeoji: Okay but you need to bring him with you.

                Harabeoji pointed the door’s direction. Standing there is a guy.

Guy2: Choyo?

Guy1: Aniyo!

                Guy1 got no choice but to accept the deal that was offered by his harabeoji in order to get what he wanted. After a few minutes, Harabeoji called the school where they will be enrolled to. The fittings and buying of school necessities were done just in a day without the guys sweating. Their classes will start a month from now.

>>FasT ForwarD>>

                Harabeoji asked Ms. Kim to accompany his grandsons to school.

Guy1: We can take care of ourselves, Harabeoji...

Harabeoji: She’ll accompany you to let the school staffs know your purpose and how to treat you there. Also, she would have some time talking with the principal.

Guy1: But I’ll have to do the driving.

Harabeoji: Okay. Bring your license.

Guy1: Please always remind me to do that, Harabeoji.

                Inside the car, Guy1 is on the driver’s seat, Ms. Kim on the seat beside while Guy2’s at the back, reading a book. As Guy1 drove to school with the speed of nearly 100 km/h, Guy2 just continued his business with his book. On the other hand, Ms. Kim wants to vomit so badly.

                They reached the school in no time. Imagine the speed! Ms. Kim went out of the car with wobbly legs followed by the ever so energetic Guy1.

Ms. Kim: Yah! YoungMin-ah! I’ll report you to your harabeoji!

YoungMin: Fine. Uwaah~! Smells like adventure Uwaaa—h!

                YoungMin coughed because someone bumped him from the back.

YoungMin: Yah! KwangMin-ah! Aissh! That’s why I don’t to be with you!

KwangMin: Mian hyung. It’s just that it’s thrilling and it’s about—

YoungMin: Blah blah blah! Can you just stop being so boring?!

KwangMin: It depends on your definition of boring.

YoungMin: Stop this! Ms. Kim, go to the registration desk and ... Just do what you want! I don’t care! Bleh!

Ms. Kim: You no-good brat!

                YoungMin already ran towards the school building and vanished while KwangMin walked slowly but straightly to the building, reading his book. Ms. Kim followed.

KwangMin: Ms. Kim? Where’s our room? Also, the library?

                Ms. Kim gave KwangMin the directions. KwangMin thanked Ms. Kim and he went on his way without lifting his head to look on the path he’s taking. He reached their room as the bell rang.

YoungMin: Yah! Where have you been?

KwangMin: Mian hyung.

YoungMin: Aissh! Just take your sit and don’t talk to me.

                The teacher came in and introduced himself and asked the students to introduce themselves to the class.

                As the week passed, their classmates learned to treat them as one of them. And within that week also, they already became kingkas. Only YoungMin enjoyed the popularity. For KwangMin it’s pestering, especially while reading time which includes breaks and his free time.

>>FasT ForwarD>>

YoungMin: KwangMin, do my assignment.

KwangMin: Shireo. Do it yourself. What’s with the ‘I promise to be good’ thing you’ve said?

YoungMin: Aissh. Just teach me.

KwangMin: Shireo. Do I get something in return if I agreed?

YoungMin: There’s a café nearby...

KwangMin: Okay, I’ll be the one to do your assignment but you need to be at least 5 meters away from me and the most important, don’t pester me, got it?

YoungMin: Deal!

KwangMin: Not yet. You need to pay for what I consume.

YoungMin: You’ve got yourself a deal.

                They went to the café with YoungMin sticking to their deal rules. KwangMin ordered chocolate fudges, cakes and a cup of cappuccino.

KwangMin: Just get the pay to him.

Yeoja: Arasseo. MinSung~ah! Help the costumer to his table.

MinSung: Okay.

                MinSung helped KwangMin to his table. They somehow got acquainted to each other in jut an instant. Aliens! YoungMin saw KwangMin’s table full so he went to order for his own and to pay for his twin’s.

YoungMin: Miss?

Yeoja: Ne?

                The girl turned to face YoungMin.

YoungMin: Neo neomu yeppeuda.

Yeoja: Excuse me?

YoungMin: Ei... Seul, do you have a boyfriend?

Seul: How’d you know—? Ah!

YoungMin: I’m a classmate.

Seul: Yeah yeah, the arrogant, hard-headed kingka. Also, a know-all.

YoungMin: *whisper* Harsh.

Seul: Said something?

YoungMin: Nothing, President.

Seul: Leave the school matters to the school.

YoungMin: So, let’s go personal, can we? Can I have your number?

Seul: No.

YoungMin: Perhaps coffee and a little talk?

Seul: I’m working.

YoungMin: A short break?

Seul: I don’t bring personal stuffs to work. So, if you’d excuse me, I still have other costumers to attend to.

YoungMin: You don’t have other costumers to attend to but me.

                Seul looked around to see just two tables occupied.

Seul: I still have some work to do. Excuse me. MinSung, take over.

MinSung: Something wrong, eonni?

                Seul didn’t answer and walked through a sliding door leading to a staircase.

                From that day onwards, every weekends, YoungMin visits the café which were, for Seul, pestering. Even when school days...