“Late! Late! I'm late!” Rinn screamed as she rushed through the doors of her new school, earning a lot of weird stares. Being a scholarship student in a high-end school isn't a joke.

 

“Ouch!” she bumped hard into someone. Someone steadied her by grabbing her arms. “Are you okay?” he asked. Rinn looked up and froze. In front of her, is the cutest guy ever for her eyes to set upon.

 

Being the Rinn she always is, it was very rare for her to ever notice boys. She was always oblivious towards the presence of them, and the way that cute guy appeared right in front of her was way to much for her to handle.

 

“Oh, you're the new transfer student isn't it?” he asked politely, stepping a few steps behind to give her some space.

 

“I- I- uh-” Rinn stuttered awkwardly, her cheeks flaming a bright shade of red. Her eyes glanced over to her hands, a gesture she does when she is shy. But then, her eyes also caught the sight of her watch.

 

“I- I- OMG! I'M LATE!” she shrieked, and continued running, completely ignoring the cute guy she met. Her legs stopped to a halt when she saw the doors to a lot of classes in the corridors.

 

“Now where's the room?” she mumbled to herself as she adjusted the heavy metal rimmed glasses on her nose. She lifted her head to see class labels hanging outside the door.

 

“AHA! Class 1C!” Rinn pushed the door in a hurry, but the door hit something on the other side of the door. Rinn widened her eyes in shock and barged inside the room to see three guys huddled together, attending to another guy on the floor, smelling of coffee.

 

Rinn gasped. “I- I'm sorry!” she apologized, bowing down. As she bowed down, her head knocked on the table in front of her, causing the big crystal sculpture to tilt and crash into pieces.

 

“WHY YOU!” the guy on the floor, being previously hit by Rinn menaced. Rinn panicked and turned around, running away, but only being blocked by two guys. A pair of twins, apparently, having the exact same looks, except with different hair parting.

 

“You're not going anywhere.” one of them said while grabbing her arm, sticking out his tongue to Rinn. The other grabbed her other arm, “Oh jeez, what skimpy arms.” he commented distastefully as he lifted her arm.

 

“Bad Kwangmin! You shouldn't say people that has skimpy arms! You're no different!” the person wiping the coffee spill on the floor said. Rinn noticed he was noticably more well-built than the others.

 

“Whatever.” the twins replied simultaneously as they tried to keep hold on Rinn, who was struggling with all her might. “I'm late! Let go of me! LET GO!” she screamed.

 

Another guy, who was silent all this while long clicked his tongue, instantly getting everyone's attention. Rinn turned to see a boy with blond hair, which she didn't noticed before, lying down on a sofa, reading a book.

 

“Just how clumsy can you get? First you pushed open the door with your superhuman strength, making Youngjae hyung fall, and then you used your super forehead to crack our Swarvosky glass table and break our crystal sculpture for an auction next Monday. Really.” the blond guy said nonchalantly, his eyes never leaving the palm-sized book.

 

Rinn couldn't believe her ears. “An a- auction? In school?” she croaked.

 

“Well, actually, the auction has been brought forward to this Friday, which has two more days to go.” the twin on her right stated, ignoring the fact that Rinn was already shocked to hear about the auction.

 

“Whatever Youngmin. Like you ever cared about the auctions held. It's always been Youngjae hyung and leader-nim who ever cared.” the blond guy retorted. “Youngjae is money minded.” the twins stated as-the-matter-of-factly.

 

“I- I can pay for it. Ho- How much-” Rinn stuttered. Youngjae rolled his eyes as he stood up, swiping off imaginary dust on his sleeve. “Pay? How much?” he hissed, advancing to Rinn. Rinn bent backwards, avoiding Youngjae's contact. “I'm really sorry.” she squeaked, holding her hands in front of her and squeezing her eyes shut.

 

Youngjae backed off. “Fine. If you're really sorry...” he said, then taking out a calculator from his coffee stained jacket. “700,000 won for my uniform you ruined, 240,000,00 won for the glass table, and...” he paused to glare at Rinn, making her shrink, “45 million won for the crystal sculpture we're gonna auction out. Are you ready to pay?” he asked.

 

“I- I-” Rinn felt her tongue went numb. She was half an hour late to class and now she brought herself a debt of millions of won. She felt her legs wobble when she heard the money lost caused by her clumsiness.

 

“Now, now, is this the service our host club offers? And isn't our motto supposed to be 'entertain our guests like kings'?” a voice halted all the commotion in the room. Rinn turned her head to see a boy standing on top of the stairs, looking down at all of them.

 

“But leader-nim! He isn't even a guest!” Kwangmin protested. Rinn's head suddenly felt heavy of question marks. Is he actually addressing her as a 'he'?

 

“Yeah! And he even broke our glass table and crystal sculpture!” Youngmin piped in. Rinn felt an imaginery blow to her head. They think she is a he. Rinn suddenly thought they were stupid. Stupid enough to not realize her gender.

 

Maybe it wasn't the most obvious thing in the world that she is a girl, since she wore thick glasses, guy uniform and pants, topping it up with shaggy short hair. “It's okay... it's okay... I just came here to study, not to pick fights with rich brats...” she mumbled, trying to comfort herself.

 

“And he freaking dirtied my uniform!” Youngjae added in, glaring at Rinn. Leader-nim laughed as he descended the stairs. “Pabo, you were always so grumpy.” he commented. Youngjae flared, “Don't call me that. It's Youngjae.” he gritted through his teeth.

 

“I'm sorry if any of those hooligans scared you. I'm pretty sure I haven't seen you around. You must be the transfer student that everyone's talking about.” Leader-nim said as he grabbed her hand and laid it on his palm.

 

“HYUUU~NG!” Youngmin whined, angry that his beloved leader ignored them. “Youngmin-ah, even it's a boy, we have to appreciate the fact that we have a customer, especially this transfer student, who probably has no money to pay his school fees! We must try our best to make commoners happy!” Leader-nim exclaimed dramatically. Rinn broke an imaginary sweat. This guy has been seriously watching too much soap operas, she thought, and why do they keep thinking I'm a boy?!

 

Leader-nim turned to Rinn, smiling, making Rinn felt uncomfortable. She barely knew that guy for 10 minutes and he was already so comfortable with her. “My boy, which country do you come from?” he asked.

 

Rinn resisted the urge to laugh. Who on Earth in this century talks like that?

 

“Busan, Korea.” Rinn replied. Leader-nim raised his brows. Leader-nim, the twins and Youngjae crowded around her and examined her, as if she was a science speciment. “That's weird, I thought she wasn't local too, judging by the way she dresses. I'm sure I saw this on National Geographic...” Leader-nim commented.

 

“Yeah, yeah! Some fly-ridden place in... in... Eforia.” Youngmin chimed in, looking very serious. Rinn broke another cold-sweat. Are those rich brats actually bullying me? she thought, but they looked genuinely curious. What's with those rich people?

 

“It's Efopia, Youngmin. The places where they have homes the size of your foot.” Kwangmin corrected. “Actually, no. It's Ethiopia, a populous land-locked country in Africa.” Youngjae corrected, adjusting his frame-less glasses.

 

“So you really are a native Korean? Not just some African dude?” Leader-nim asked curiously. The way his eyes glimmer with naïve curiousity shows that he wasn't making fun of her.

 

“Whatever you say.” Rinn rolled her eyes and went towards the exit. “WAIT!” Leader-nim rushed over and blocked her path. “We never let our customers leave without being entertained! It's our policy!” Leader-nim said in shock.

 

“I'm entertained enough. Now, isn't this class Class 1C?” Rinn asked irritatedly. “Uhh, this is Class G, are you blind?” the twins simultaneously chimed.

 

Rinn almost cried. First she was late, then she went into the wrong room, and now she met with a bunch of rich brats that squashed her ego, ultimately she has collected a few million wons of debt.

 

Seeing Rinn is in her state of shock, Leader-nim took the chance to introduce themselves.

 

“In this prestigious school, where the rich kids socialize and try to make out the best future plans, we as the host club serve to entertain these rich citizens, who have abundant time and money in their hands, and try to make them happy...”

 

“So... who would you like to choose?” Leader-nim asked. Rinn ticked her brows, confused. “We have the devilish Jo twins, Youngmin and Kwangmin...” Youngmin and Kwangmin simultaneously chorused a monotone 'hi'.

 

“The cool one, Zico.” Rinn looked at where Leader-nim gestured. Ah? So Zico is the blond guy? she thought as she looked at Zico, who was still reading his palm-sized book.

 

“The gentleman, Yoo Youngjae.” Leader-nim introduced. “Don't you ever choose me if you don't want a hard time.” Youngjae hissed, patting his uniform. Rinn shrinked in guilt as she looked at the brown patch of coffee on his uniform. Leader-nim clicked his tongue and commented, “Looks like we have to change your nickname to 'Grumpy ahjusshi'.”

 

“Anyways, moving on to our naïve angel, Moon Jongup.” Rinn looked at Jongup, who was the guy she noticed was noticably well-built than the others. Jongup looked at her with his slanting eyes and smiled while waving brightly. Leader-nim caught her looking at Jongup longer than anyone else and leaned to her ear and whispered, “If you're attracted to his built, don't. He's the biggest teddy bear than anyone of us here.”

 

“Or, would you prefer me, the romantic? G-Dragon at your service.” Leader-nim bowed politely. Rinn was speechless. So this G-Dragon is what the others call leader? What an airhead to be a leader.

 

“PFFTTTT. Romantic? Hardly one.” Zico sneered suddenly. “What?! Who says I'm not a romantic?! If not why am I called 'The Romantic'?!” G-Dragon retorted with a pout.

 

“Uhm, that's because you were the one who settled us the nicknames. How could you even be a romantic when you haven't even been to a date?” Youngmin popped in.

 

“NO! I can be a romantic whenever I want to be! And... and... I've been to tons... of dates...” G-Dragon's pout quivered, as if he were hurt. “Yeah right. As if you know what 'date' means.” Kwangmin sneered.

 

Rinn took the chance to escape while they were all battling. She reached over to the doorknob to plan her escape. “Yes!” she cheered silently as the doorknob wasn't locked.

 

Suddenly she felt a heavy presence behind and shadows towering over her. A hand shot above her and clicked the doorknob lock.

 

“Look there, leader-nim. He's trying to escape after owing us millions of won. What should we do, leader-nim?” Youngjae said, cracking his knuckles. Lots of dark stares were casted upon her.

 

“Yeah, leader-nim. He even refused our services and tried to find his way out. How rude...” Youngmin said, dark clouds serving as his background. Rinn was speechless. “I- I just wanted to get out of here...” she said meekly.

 

G-Dragon turned around, facing Rinn. “No one leaves this host club unattended! You!” G-Dragon said as he pointed to Rinn, “You shall be the loyal servant of our YG host club!” he announced. Rinn stared at him in shock.

 

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” she wailed as she sunk into a never-ending abyss.

 

And that's how her days with the host club of YG high started.