Bom had her headphones on as she softly hummed to herself as she approached the front gate of Seoul Arts Academy. She wasn't able to hear the ruckus that a group of teenage boys were making as she entered the school's premises. Her gaze lifted and she smiled when she spotted the familiar face of Dara by the entrance to the school. She quickened her pace to reach the girl faster when she was suddenly shouldered in the side, causing her to trip over and painfully skid on her hands and knees on the cold, hard concrete. Dara's eyes widened as she ran over to see if she was okay.

“... that hurt.” Bom hissed to herself as she pulled up her knees and inspected her newly scraped and freshly bleeding kneecaps.

“Bommie! Are you alright?” Dara huffed as she reached the dark-haired girl. She looked over at the guilty-looking male that was responsible for Bom's accident and glared at him.

“Yah! Don't you have eyes?! Watch where you're going!!” She yelled. “What do you have to say for yourself?!” The boy looked at her terrified and then at the wincing Bom. His eyes widened in recognition as he cringed and bowed apologetically.

“S-sorry! I was just trying to get to the practice rooms...” Another boy who was running alongside him had turned back to pull him away from the angry teenage girl.

“Hey hurry! What are you doing? I don't want to miss Victoria-noona!!” The boy looked relieved as he was tugged away. With a final apology he continued his jog towards the school building. The brunette rolled her eyes as she squatted by Bom's side and inspected the damage. She frowned at the twin scrapes adorning the other girl's knees as well as the palms of her hands. She pulled her backpack around and began to rummage through the front pocket for some band-aids. Finding them, she held a hand out to Bom to help her back onto her feet.

“Come on, let's go get those cleaned up and bandaged so they don't get infected.” Bom thankfully took her hand and wobbled as she stood back up, her legs stung causing her to wince.

“What the hell was that all about?” Bom asked, wondering why there was a considerable amount of male students rushing to the practice rooms that morning. The corner of Dara's lips quirked in annoyance as she tch-ed. She spoke as she threw one of Bom's arms over her shoulders and slowly helped her through the front doors.

“From what I gather it must be f(x). They must be practicing their performance for the showcase already. All the boys are always racing to watch their precious Flowers dance ily in short shorts and leggings.” She rolled her eyes again. “They can really be wolves sometimes. They're no better than EXO's fangirls.”

“...showcase?” Bom's ears perked up as she stared at the brunette. Dara looked stared back in surprise.

“Oh did we forget to mention it to you? The school president has all of his Project Groups perform at these grand showcases twice a school year. Some garbage about inspiring the rest of us to get our together and work harder so we can be just like them... it's kind of terrible but also kind of great.”

Bom raised a brow in in confusion. “What?”

Dara chuckled. “I mean terrible in the sense that it makes everyone who hasn't been placed in a Project Group feel bad about themselves. But also good because we get to see groups like EXO perform. It's treated similarly to a concert so they take it very seriously and come up with some fantastic performances. You should have seen last year's.” Dara's eyes sparkled as she recalled the memory.

“Sounds exciting.”

“Oh it is. Pretty much the whole school gets pumped up about it.”

Luhan stood in the hallway by the front entrance talking to Chanyeol when the taller male's eyes caught something behind him and widened.

“I-isn't that Dara?? And Bom? Is she hurt?” Hearing this, Luhan quickly turned around and his mouth parted slightly in a silent gasp. The two boys looked at each other briefly before quickly making their way to the two hobbling girls.

“Are you okay?!” Chanyeol was the first to speak when they reached them. Dara and Bom broke out of their conversation and stared at them in surprise. “Do you need some help?” He stared at the petite Dara struggle trying to support the slightly taller Bom.

“C-Chanyeol!? Luhan!? Ah...I... sure!!” Dara stammered as her face flushed pink at being in the presence of the two handsome young men.

“Wha...what? N-no! It's not that big of a deal I don't need your he-ELP!” The last bit of Bom's sentence came out as a high-pitched squeal as Luhan swiftly pulled her into his arms bridal-style, her arms instinctively wrapped themselves around his neck. Her face was mere inches from his and she could feel her face heat up several degrees. She quickly averted her gaze. He smiled at how adorable and vulnerable she was appearing. This was far different from the quick-witted, cursing sailor he was used to seeing. His attention was caught by the rivulets of crimson that dripped down her shins. His brows furrowed.

“What happened?”

“It's nothing. I just fell.”

Luhan sighed. He figured he wouldn't be getting much more of an answer from the hard-headed girl. “Are you guys headed for the infirmary?”

“Yep!” Dara chirped in a peppy tone. She couldn't help but smile at the adorable image that her friend and Luhan were making. She turned to to Chanyeol as the group made their way towards the infirmary.

“Poor Bommie here was trampled by some jerk right outside the entrance!” The tall boy beside her chuckled at the thought.

“Trampled?” Dara nodded her head feverishly.

“It was one of f(x)'s fanboys rushing to watch their rehearsal.”

“Ahhhh.... so that's how it is.” Luhan said to no one in particular. “Well I'm glad we were able to catch you two on your way. You must have been having a hard time tending to this injured lump.” He lifted the 'lump' in his arms ever-so-slightly, receiving a grunt of annoyance in return. Dara continued to grin foolishly at the two in their fairy tale-esque state.

“Thanks Luhan, we need to get her healed up ASAP! Don't want those y legs of hers to get scarred now don't we?” Dara giggled as she waggled her eyebrows. Bom glared at her friend and Luhan merely chuckled.

“That is true. It would be such a waste.” If she wasn't at risk of being dropped on the ground, Bom would have smacked the boy upside the head. Instead, she settled for a glare while muttering something about him unexpectedly being a ert under her breath. He just reciprocated smugly with a beaming smile.

The group didn't fail to notice the intense stares they were receiving from the other students passing them by. Bom mentally sighed in exasperation. She already began to mentally prepare herself for even more rumors to be spread about her..

The four finally reached the infirmary and Luhan gently laid Bom on the edge of one of the beds. The school nurse was nowhere to be found so Chanyeol and Dara brought it upon themselves to find any sort of disinfectant. After successfully locating some in one of the cupboards Dara began tending to the other girl's scrapes. Bom hissed in pain and bit her lip the moment the alcohol made contact with her wounds. She looked up at the two boys who were still in the room with them and stared at them curiously.

“You know you don't have to stay here. I'm pretty sure I can get around on my own just fine... I don't want you to be late to class because of me.”

They looked at her with concerned gazes but nodded and said their salutations as they exited the infirmary. Before closing the door, Luhan shot one last glance at Bom.

“Feel free to call on me any time, my damsel in distress.” With a final wink he was gone. Shocked, Dara's jaw dropped. Bom on the other hand, was rolling her eyes...although she couldn't deny the faint blush creeping on her cheeks. Where do all these EXO boys get all this confidence from? She was disrupted from her thoughts when the girl next to her broke into a squealing fit.

“What is this? Since when did you two get so close?!” The brunette smacked the black-haired girl on the arm. Bom yelped and rubbed the now tender area.

“We're not.”

Dara squinted her eyes in disbelief, disappointed that her best friend wouldn't tell her the truth. In revenge she pressed the alcohol-soaked cotton swab she was holding a little too aggressively against Bom's knee, causing her to scream out in pain.

“OWWW!! YAH! What the hell?!” She was met with a tongue being stuck out at her.

***

“Park, Bom.” Silence. “Park Bom-sshi? Is she not here?” Choi sonsaeng-nim took the continued silence as a yes as he continued down his roster.

“Park, Sandara.” Another awkward pause. “Is she also not here? What are those two girls up to?” The teacher looked over at Chaerin and she only looked back at him with an equally unknowing expression as she shrugged.

“Ahem... alright then...” He continued to read down the list as the remaining students replied, letting him know that they were present.

“I wonder where those Park sisters are at. It seems a bit odd that they're both absent on the same day.” Tao pondered out loud so that the others around him could hear.

“Oh they're not absent, they're just in the infirmary.” Chanyeol said absentmindedly as he stared down at his cellphone. Several eyes shot in his direction. He finally looked up with a “What?”

“How do YOU know that? And why didn't you say anything to sonsaeng-nim?”

The boy merely shrugged. “I ran into them this morning with Luhan-hyung. And it's no big deal, not like it'd make a difference if I said anything or not. They're still not here.”

Now all the attention was turned to Luhan but he just stared back innocently at them.

“You too?!”

Off to the side Kris feigned disinterest but was actually listening very closely to the conversation at hand. Luhan was with Bom this morning again? He couldn't exactly put his finger on it, but for some reason the idea of them spending more time together made him uncomfortable. He recalled the first day when Bom showed up in this very classroom and Luhan mentioned her being his type. At that time he didn't even bat an eyelash at the comment but this time... this time something was different.

Luhan's gaze flashed to Kris momentarily. You can't fool me Duizhang. A mischievous grin spread across his features as he leaned forward onto his desk.

“Bom and Dara were in a bit of a bind this morning so Chanyeol and I were just offering our help.” He glanced once more at the older Chinese male. “Poor Bom got hurt so I offered to carry her to the infirmary to tend to her wounds.” Kris couldn't help but look up and their eyes met briefly before he tore his gaze away. Gotcha.

“Is Park Bom-sshi alright?” D.O asked.

“She's fine. Just a little scraped up is all. I have to say I'm glad I showed up when I did. When else would I ever have a chance to feel up on Park Bom's silky smooth legs?” He leaned back and smirked. The other EXO member's eyes widened with the exception of Chanyeol who just shook his head.

“You didn't!” Baekhyun exclaimed with a goofy smile on his face.

“And the way she clung to my body as I carried her. I could feel every curve pressed up against my chest.” Some looked on in envy while others chuckled at Luhan's ersion.

“You sly dog...!” Chen smacked Luhan on the arm. Class went on as he continued to describe the incident with much exaggerated detail. The little devil inside him laughed at Kris who occasionally would send daggers his way when he thought he wasn't looking. Luhan only cackled mentally. Seeing Kris break from his typical stoic persona and acting like a spoiled brat who's ice cream was taken away was just too priceless. School definitely got much more interesting.

***

Sitting against the wall in the dance studio, Bom idly poked at the band-aids on her knees. She smiled at the little Moomin character that decorated the bandage. Dara knew her all too well. It was currently her intermediate hip hop class but due to her little accident this morning, dancing was out of the question. The moment the instructor saw her limping in along with the purple bruising beginning to form around the bandages, he pointed at the corner of the room and told her to sit out today's lesson. She begrudgingly complied and waved apologetically to Hayi, Soohyun and Chanhyuk.

Her thoughts drifted to Luhan. The boy had oddly been much friendlier to her these days. Did he just feel bad about the incident at his party? And what was with that blatant flirting in front of Dara? Once Chaerin and Minzy catch wind of the whole thing she'll never hear the end of it. Warmth rose in her cheeks at recalling being held in the boy's arms. She had to admit that it felt kind of nice to be carried with such care... much different from the couple of times she was manhandled by Kris whenever she ran into him. Stupid stiff giant doesn't have a careful bone in his body... To Bom, Kris was the hairy (traumatized?) beast that scared all the villagers away while Luhan was the handsome and charming prince whom everyone loved (but was also secretly a ert). She chuckled to herself at the Beauty and the Beast reference. Wait... why was she comparing the two boys again? The singer shook her head and slapped her palms against her puffy cheeks.

She then realized that students were beginning to gather their things as the class had come to an end. Relieved she didn't really have to clean up after another sweaty dance lesson, Bom slowly got onto her feet, wincing slightly at how any sort of movement involving her knees caused her discomfort. Successfully joining the rest of the vertical world, she began to walk to the door but was halted by a hand on her shoulder.

“Park Bom.” She quickly turned around with a “Yes?”

The dance instructor stood behind her with a smile on his face. “How are your legs doing? You should really be more careful.”

She sheepishly scratched the back of her neck. “Yes, Lee sonsaeng-nim. I will. Was there something else you needed to speak to me about?”

“Oh, right. I've been informed that you have been summoned to the school president's office. Please go see him during your lunch break.”

Bom's head tilted. “Did I do something wrong? Look, I've been trying my best to stay out of trouble...”

“Oh no, I assure you it's nothing of the sort!” The instructor chuckled. Bom sighed in relief.

“So if I'm not in trouble... why am I being summoned?” The instructor's face tensed for a moment before replying.

“Um... I'm not sure. He just asked to see you. Just be sure to stop by his office okay?”

“Okay... I will.” Still puzzled by the whole thing, Bom bowed and said goodbye to the instructor before limping her way out of the studio.

***

“....finally...! Found this god damn... office...” An exhausted Bom panted as she hunched over in front of the large door to catch her breath. Whoever designed this school must've really hated her because she can't even count how many times she's gotten lost on the campus. Maybe the girls were right. She hoped that whoever was waiting for her behind that door wasn't too mad that she was a little late. It's hard when you're not familiar with the area and that simply walking was painful for her.

Straightening our her uniform, she took in a deep breath before gripping her hand on the cold, metal handle of the door.

Ka-chak

Bom stepped inside and stared in awe at the tastefully decorated office. Modern figurines and pictures adorned the tables and walls. She noticed that a few signed platinum albums were displayed on the walls as well... wait was that a signed photograph of Mariah Carey!? Bom didn't have much time to fangirl over it for there was something else that caused her to be even more surprised.

Standing there in the room with her was Chaerin, Dara and Minzy. She silently stared at them bewildered, and they simply stared back at her with similar confused expressions. It seemed that none of them knew why they were all summoned to see the president. Bom was about to ask them what was going on when an elder's voice spoke from the other end of the office.

“I'm glad all of you ladies were able to make it.” The four girls looked at the large oak desk before them and sitting in the large, plush desk chair was Seoul Arts Academy's very own school president. The man with the most power on the entire campus. Wearing a well-tailored suit, he was a middle-aged man with graying hair that was combed back. He definitely gave an air of great power, it was rather intimidating. He smiled at them with kind eyes and gestured to the chairs in front of him.

“Please, have a seat. I have something very important I'd like to discuss with you girls.”

***

I'm sure many of you guys can guess at what is happening next but oh well. Cliffy ending! Sorry that this took me over a week to update. I was struggling to figure out how I wanted to write this chapter exactly. I would write a bit, not be happy with it and take a break, come back with ice cream, edit it, write more, take another break, etc. And this continued until I finished haha. I hope this chapter wasn't too boring or anything for you guys. Please stay tuned for the next chapter and let me know how you feel about the story in the comments! Bye guys!