School 101

"Song Yena, I heard that you broke one of the window in the teacher's room. Is that true?" The principal questions me, with his wrinkled and saggy face. I'm sure he should retire, he's like my grandpa age I think.

"Why every time there's a bad things, I'm the one that is responsible?! I'm not even do that.." I protest.

"No need to tell me anymore. All your records are with me, and all of it are full of demerit points. How I can not suspecting that you are the one that cause all of these commotion?" He smirks.

This evil old man really ughh. I feel like I want kick him out from this school.

"I'm not the one that do those things?! I'm sure!" I shout at him, full of disagreement.

Suddenly, someone claps and laughed. That old husky voice - director of this school. He walks near me, looking me from top until bottom.

"Is this that Song Yina girl?" He asks the principal.

It's Yena you rich old man.. Not Yina -_-

I blow up my brown bangs, looking outside. I see a few of boys are standing outside, peeking into this room. I don't think that group of boys are students here before, cuz everyone would afraid to peek over me or their nose would break.

"I bring the boys that succeed in the final round of PRODUCE 101 Contest. There's 11 of them. Don't worry I'll pay for all their expenses so exclude them in money matter." The director explains to the old principal.

I choked on my own saliva. Heol, how can the boys get everything free?! This is unfair.

The door opens, the boys walk in one by one in queue. Their heights are goal except for a few of them. I keep eyeing them. True, they look rich and maybe even if the director doesn't pay for them, they can pay for everything even if it's cause billion dollars.

"They all look talented. I'm feeling grateful that you send all of them here." The principal thanking the director.

"If there's anything else, just call me. I have an appointment to go." The director packs his things. "Boys, contact me if you have problems."

All of them nod while hugging the director. Eww, Richness.

The principal walks over me and ordering me to go out from his office with his hideous face. I glare at him, rushing out from his office. I'll never want to enter that office again although that place is like my hometown, everyday I have to be there for something that's not my fault.

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"Yena! How's it? Are you getting any detention?" Seonho hugs me with his worry face.

"I'm okay.. He just keep babbling on something I didn't do." I sighed.

"Guys, there'll be 11 guys from different school transferred here. They must be handsome, right?" Sejeong can't hide her excitement and shaking my body with her powerful arms.

The face of the boys that were in the principal office suddenly lingered in my mind. Don't tell me that Sejeong said that they're handsome.

"Yah! They're not handsome.. They're just plain. I think Seonho is much better." I bro-fist with Seonho who keep smiling and blushing.

"They're handsome!"

"Look at the tall one tho!"

"He winked at me!!"

A few girls are screaming and whispering something all of a sudden. Seonho, Sejeong and I turn around to see what happens. With a fancy and arrogant steps, the boys that I saw in the office walk in the corridor.

"They're really handsome!! Help me Yena! I'm blushing so hard!" Sejeong keeps hitting me and her face turns red, blushing.

I rolled my eyes, not accepting the reality. "Okay Sejeong please behave.." I whisper to her slowly.

"Oh! It's Guanlin hyung!" Seonho shrieks. He runs to the boys and hugs one of the boys.

"Did he know that guy?" I said not too loud.

"What if yes.." A voice whispered into my ears. I startled and feels like falling down.

A pair of hands catches me, making both of us gazing into each other's eyes. "Let me go! I can stand by myself." I tell the boy strictly.

He lets me go and just stand in front of me. I questioned, "Why all of you are still here? Go to anywhere you're supposed to.. Newbies"

He grabs my wrist strongly and nearing our distance. "Guide us where is the teacher's room."

I'm not blushing like other girls. I try to get out of his grips, but failed. "Why me!" I scream. All of the students are looking at me with unsatisfied face.

"Because.. You're like a compass in my life."

T B C

"Mann.. That word make me wanna puke. Do you think I will fall into your sweet words?" I tell him while pulling some of his collar.

"Why? You're not? Wah, you're such a tough girl. I like it." He says, still grabbing my hand. "If you still refuse, I have no other choice of telling the principal to add your demerits."

I surrender when he said that DEMERITS word. That words like poisoning me. All of the boys laughed playfully, teasing me.

"I will bring you to the teacher's room. Just let go of my hand. I'm not that bad, don't worry." I yank my hand off from his.

"Woah~ Strong girl. Truly Daniel style." Another tall boy with black hair circles around the main boy.

"Sejeong, can you go to the class first? I have to settle down their problems." I tell Sejeong who's hiding behind the locker, giggling like crazy.

"Can't I be there too? They're too handsome to resist!" She shrieks. I shot a glare at her, making her go away.

"Alright! Newbies, follow me." I command them together with Seonho. He's chatting with his friends behind.

Once we arrived, I stop in front of the door. "Go in by yourself. I have a class now." I walk away as fast as I can but unfortunately I have to stop my pace as my homeroom teacher is calling me. Don't make me enter this room, it's like the second hell.

"Bring these things to the class. I have something to settle with those boys. Make sure the class is quiet." She smiles, entering the teacher's room with the boys.

They will be in my class? Those stinky and rich boys?

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"Yena.. What happened? Why you look so gloomy?" Sejeong asks me, full of curiosity.

"Those eleven boys... They will be here.. In this class!" I yell out in frustration.

All the girls looking at me and questioning am I telling the truth. I just nod and slam my face onto the desk, regretting everything about today.

"Wah!! I can't wait to see them again!"

"They're like a prince. I hope that I can be one of their girl."

The girls including Sejeong discuses about their dream of the boys.

The front door of the class opens. The teacher and the boys enter the class with cheerful smile. I just raise my head, glancing at them and looking out to the window.

"Class, today we will have some transfer students. I think all of you know already. You can know each other after the class so please take your seats." The teacher finishes her talk.

Don't sit near me, please. I don't want another devils.

"Hello, pretty." That voice again. What was his name? Niel?

"Shut up or I'll glue your mouth." I answer him with full of hate.

"I will not shut it cuz it's attracted to you already. Song Yena-shii.."

I look at him full of surprised. How can he knows my name? "Neo (You)! Where did you get my name?!" I ask him.

He just shows his front teeth when smiling. "What if I tell you? Will you give me anything in return."

I raise my hand, getting attention from the teacher, "Yes? Sena? Anything matter?"

"This new boy disturbing. Can I sit at other seat?" I answer her wisely.

"But there's no other places left. How about you just sit there? Who knows that you both can be friends?"

Her words are unbelievable. Friends or should I say the mouse for these rich people's experiment. She then walks out as her class finished. I hope she could understand a bit of my problem.

I leave the classroom using the back door, leaving Sejeong and Seonho that keeps calling me. I walk to the music room and get in. It's the reliever for my stress.

I sit on the piano stool, pressing each of the keys in order. I used to play some songs but today I'm not in the mood for that. Suddenly, sound of someone playing a guitar is right behind the divider. I approach the sound as it's beautiful and harmony.

I peek over the divider. Surprisingly, it's a black haired boy plucking the guitar strings while humming along. "Woah.." I praise him loudly, making him stopped.

He turn around. Wait, it's one of the new boys. I look this name tag and read it slowly, "Kim Jaehwan..."

He grabs my hand, dragging me to sit beside him closely. He comes near to the crook of my neck.

"Are you falling on me like how my soul fall for this guitar?"

I push him away, facing away replying him no. I think all the boys are the same, cheesy.

"Yah! I'm just joking. Don't be mad. Okay okay.." He stands in front of me, doing his aegyo that not so cute. I can't help but laugh silently.

"You smile. I'm funny right?" He looks at my face, laughing too.

"Aniyo (No).." I answer him with red face.

"Yena-yah, do you want to see something more amazing?" He asks while heading to the wind instruments room.

He takes the flute and calling me there. "Let's see, what song do you want me to play?" He questions me.

"Song? With that flute? Are you kidding with me?" I question him back but he just reply me with raising up both of his eyebrows.

"I choose Nayana, it's one of your audition song right?"

"Ouh! You know that? I will play it for you."

He puts the flute on his lips and blow up the holes according to the note of the song. The sound clearly same with the song. I can't help but looking him in awe and applauding him, raising up two thumbs.

He shrugs and brushes my hair. "You're so cute, Yena."

Okay, I can sense that he will be cheesy now. Someone help. There's only me and him in this room.

My phone rings. Gladly! I quickly take the call, "Hello?"

"Yena.. Mr Sim is on his way here with his stick. Hope that you can be here as fast as you can." Sejeong explains to me.

Mr Sim. The most strict and hated by all the students in this school. Every time someone late for his class, his merciless stick will land on your palms plus getting a detention.

I end the call and rush to the door. Then, I realize that Jaehwan still there playing with each instruments. "Yah! Don't you want to get back to the class? The teacher will come soon." I tell him.

"Why does it matter to me? I really want to skip classes until recess." He plucks the guitar strings, tuning a song.

"Whatever.. I'm leaving." I said while rushing to the class.

Unfortunately, Mr Sim already in the class, counting the number of students. I stop a step before entering the class.

What reason should I tell him? Should I lie? Should I tell him the truth?

I take a deep breath and enter the class. All my classmates and Mr Sim look at me, creating silence. I bit my lips as soon as Mr Sim approaches me with his stick.

"Song Yena.. A name that always on the school bulletin. Why are you late to my class?!" He hits the blackboard beside me making me flinched in fear. I just stay quiet, avoiding his gaze.

"I ask you one more time, lucky girl. Where did you go?!" He yells at me angrily. Please don't kill me with your voice.

Suddenly, the sound of the door slides open is right behind me. I have no courage to look behind. With trembling hands and dry lips, I just stay silent. Yena, why you're making yourself in danger?

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"She's with me.. From the teacher's room." A sweet yet soft voice defends me.

"What? Btw who are you, young boy?" Mr Sim walks towards the boy, pushing my shoulder with his stick in purpose. I winced as it's hurt.

"Bae Jinyoung. New students from C9 High. Director chose me to be here. Is it wrong?" The boy answers mercilessly.

Heol, how can he be so savage?

"Di.. Director? I'm sorry.. You may go back to your seat." Mr Sim sounds trembled with the boy's word.

The boy then pulls me to walk back to our seat. But Mr Sim holds my other hand, stopping both of us.

"How can I trust you that you are with him, Miss Yena?" He questions me, still trying to find my fault.

I flustered. "I know I'm not trusted here.. But can't I get some trust from the teachers when I always got treated badly like that!" I let out all my stress to him accidentally.

I yanked off Mr Sim hand, heading back to my seat leaving him dumbfounded. Sejeong quietly shows thumb up for me, she's the one that I can rely the most.

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The recess finally come. Mr Sim class ended up badly. With his bad teaching and temper, I can't focus on his subject at all.

I let out a sigh loudly. "Why my life is like this?!"

Suddenly, a hand puts a packet of bread on my table.

"If you're with me, I can change your life.."

"If you're with me, I can change your life..."

I look at the bread. "Why you're giving me this? I don't have appetite now."

Jinyoung pulls the chair and sit in front of my desk. "I care of you. You're the only one here. Everyone have gone to the canteen."

"Who are you to care about me?!" I raise my voice.

He caresses my cheeks with his hand. "The person who will protect you."

I try to take off his hand from mine but he just cups my face. "Don't you want to eat? You might get stomach ache." He asks.

I stay quiet, don't know what should I do. He then open the packet and cut the bread into small pieces using his hand. He takes a piece and shoves it into my mouth.

I munch on the bread while looking at him who's eating some kimbap. He then notices me staring at him. He stops eating and we both end up gazing into each other's eye.

He suddenly approaching me, nearing his face with mine. My body heats up. Don't tell me he wants to kiss me or then a pair of shoes will go to his face.

"Must you eat this cute with some crumbs on your mouth. Do you want me to eat it for you?" He whispers while smirking.

"Yena~ how are you..." Sejeong stops as soon as she saw Jinyoung and I.

I quickly push Jinyoung away, standing up clearing my throat. "Urm.. I'm fine now. Did you buy me anything?" I approach Sejeong, try to make her ignore what she just saw.

"I bought strawberry milk but Seonho said someone already bought you a bread." Sejeong hands me the milk.

"Ahaha.. No one give me bread. I'm thirsty. Thank you for the milk." I take the milk and drag her outside, chatting.

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"Yena.. How you ended up talking with those boys so easily?" Sejeong asks me all of sudden.

I choke on my milk. "Bruhh, I'm not the one that talk to them first. This is all that tall Niel's fault." I muttered.

While walking back to the class, a few girls surround me and Sejeong. It's those bitch girls that overly rich. I can even remember their names.

"Yah! Poor kid, don't come near to those new boys. They're ours. You're just a pathetic that wants their money only right?" Suzy, the leader of the girls pushes me harshly.

"That's harsh! She didn't do anything!" Sejeong defends me but she got hit by them badly.

I can't let them bully my friend. I push Suzy slightly better than how she did to me before, making her bump into the wall. She continues with slapping my cheeks as hard as how the zapper hits a fly.

"What happened here?!" It's Mr Jung voice. The discipline teacher.

Suzy acts like she hurts and create a scene. I just rolled my eyes and take care of Sejeong. I know my name soon will be called again into that hell room.

"She hits me. I don't know why she did that. I just want her to say hello." Suzy lies at the same time she smirks at me.

This two faced girl. I'm going to make you regret soon.

"Okay Yena. Let's go to my room." The teacher commands me to follow him.

"Wait! But not Yena that did it teacher. Suzy that hits Yena first. Look at her cheeks, it's red!" Sejeong stops the teacher while pointing to my cheeks.

I shake my head to Sejeong, refusing her to defend me. I know that will not solve anything.

"Really? That's happened?" The teacher asks again. I just stay silent.

"No! We all saw that Yena hurts Suzy. Suzy didn't even hit Yena. It's fake." Suzy's gang lies.

"I know I'll be fault! Just stop lying!" I scream at them, making all the students looking at me. "I will take all the blame, Mr Jung. I don't care." I walk to Mr Jung's room, leaving the scene.

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"Song Yena. Actually what's wrong with you? Why you always make problems? You have the worst discipline marks. Don't you feel you want to change?" The teacher persuades me but I just ignore everything he said.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Come in.. Ouh, Ha Sungwoon." The teacher invites him, letting him sit beside me.

"What are you doing here? Did anything else happened?" The teacher asks.

"I... have evidence that Yena is not guilty."

I can't help but look at him, shocked. He looks at me with his beautiful smile and shows a video to the teacher.

"Where did you get this video? Did you saw they fought?" Mr Jung asks Sungwoon with full of curiosity.

"Sir... There's a surveillance camera near that area. Now I know how this school do things, they just hear complaints from those kids who have money.. Without even check the truth."

For the first time, I found someone who knows how my heart feels all this time. I keep looking at him, feeling grateful.

"Urm.. I'll release your detention, Yena.." Mr Jung said with his unacceptable way.

"And... Give those detention to the girl who hurts her just now. I want a square decision." Sungwoon sternly look at the teacher.

I hold his other hand, writing 'no need' on his palm. He ignores it and just keep my hands on his.

"I will.." Mr Jung agrees.

"Let's go.." Sungwoon drags me leaving the room.

As soon as we both quite far from the room, we stop. My hands still in his. I shake off my hands but he just do nothing.

"Jeogi... Can you let me go now? It's over and I'm okay.." I beg him.

He suddenly let go of my hands and turns to face me. "Yah! Is this how your life everyday? In this unfair school?!" He yells at me.

I'm shrinking inside. He helps me just now and he mad at me at the same time. I stare into his eyes, finding the answer.

"If I'm saying yes, will you help me again?! I know you won't! No one will take care of someone who always been fault all the time..."

"I will.. I promise you I will." He cups my face, gazing into each other face.

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"You what?!!" I shrieked.

"I told him that you were been fault without any reason. He rushed to you as soon as he can." Sejeong ducks her face, looking at the ground.

I hold her hand, comforting her instead of getting angry. "Don't worry.. you have done a good job. Thanks to you, I'm finally clean from the problem."

Sejeong hugs me, keep apologizing about that incident. I pat her back, calming her down.

"Let's go back home together. We can eat at our favorite place." I ask her with anxiety.

She looks at me with sad face and explains, "Mianhae, Yena.. I have to go to my father's shop. I already promised him that I'll help him right after school."

"Ahhh.. It's okay then. I'll ask our Byeongari to walk with me. Goodbye." I wave goodbye at her as she's walking away.

I walk around the school searching for that Seonho kid. He seems not with me when he found his bro. I bring myself to the basketball court as I heard a voice that resembles him.

Yes, there he is. With his tall bro-friend, playing basketball. What I can see from here is Seonho losing and losing.

I sit down on the bench, watching them playing. It's look fun but sadly I can't even play anything involving ball. I'm suck at it.

Suddenly, the ball rolls to my feet. Seonho's tall bro-friend rushes to the ball but stopped as soon as he saw me. Okay, am I a ghost?

"Ouh? You're Song Yena, right?" He asks me while taking the ball.

"YENA!!" Seonho runs to me, hugging me tightly.

"I... Can't breath.. Let me go.." I hit him continuously. Thank God, he lets me go or I might die.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go home yet?" Seonho asks as he rummages my bag without my permission.

"YAH YOO SEONHO! DON'T OPEN THAT!" I quickly take my bag from him. There's so much things secret inside that bag. Especially, my diary that I wrote bad things about today's class.

A hand snatch my bag away from my hand. I look at the hand's owner. It's that tall boy.

"Seonho, tell your friend to not mess with me." I beg for Seonho's help but he just sits there, munching on my snacks that I don't know here he get.

I tiptoe around Seonho's bro-friend, try reaching my bag. Sadly, he's too tall. He stares at me with his large, sparkly eyes.

"Peck me on my cheek if you want your bag back.."