"Um... Excuse me...." Someone shook me lightly.

 "What?" I said, opening my eyes.

 "Uh..." Mr. Star paused.

 "What is it?" I turned to him, looking annoyed.

 "Class ended..." He said.

 "And?" I looked at him with does-it-look-like-I-care written all over my face.

 "Well, I just.. Yea.." He looked away.

 "Alright." I sighed.

I felt bad. He must be trying to be nice but all he gets in return were coldness. I swung my backpack over my shoulder. DooJoon saw what I was doing, so he grabbed his backpack and stood up. I walked out of the room and down the hallway. Seriously, I have to block my two ears the whole time while walking to my next class. Why? Because Mr. Star is right behind me, the female students screamed.

 "Let me see your schedule." I stopped and turned around.

 "Here." Mr. Star handed me a blue sheet of paper.

I looked through it. Damn. He got every single class with me. God, have some mercy. By the end of this month, I might be deaf. I sighed and gave the paper back to its owner. Mr. Star stared at me and flashed a smile.

 "What?" I said with the most annoyed tone ever.

 "That look on your face." He softly chuckled.

 "What?!" I raised my voice a little.

I don't freaking care if he's a celebrity. He's getting on my last nerves.

 "Let me guess. We have the exact same schedule?" He tilted his head.

 "Don't you dare bother me. I don't care who you are." I turned around and continued walking to class.

 "Wait! I don't know my way around here!" Mr. Star called.

Whatever. I kept on walking.

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Author's Note: Here's another chapt. Hope y'all enjoy it. Please, leave comments. ~ Bye-yeom~~~ ^___^