Loving: Syntax

Chapter 1: Syntax. 💫

"Good morning, Young Matser." The maid greeted me as I went down the stairs. I couldn't contain my happiness since it's the first day of school. I'm finally on my last year of college. I'm finally graduating, giggling to myself.

"Good morning, Mommy. Good morning, Daddy!" I greeted my parents as I took my place on the table, smiling widely.

"Good morning, baby." My mom greeted back. Smiling softly at me.

"Why aren't you in uniform, Alexis?" My dad asked, raising his brows. I cutely pouted at him.

"Daddy, it's just the first day. I wanna show off my new clothes." I whined. Showing him my puppy eyes.

He sighed. "Just today, Alexis. Okay? You need to follow the rules of the university. It doesn't matter if we own the school. You still need to follow the rules." Dad reminded me.

"Yes, Daddy. Thank you!!" I smiled widely.

We ate our breakfast in silence. A hush conversation every now and then.

"Are you going to drive to school?" Mom asked after eating. I nodded eagerly. I wanted to test drive my new Bentley Bacalar baby.

"Be careful, baby. Okay?" My mom reminded me.

"Drive safe, baby." Dad added.

I just smiled at them, nodding as an assurance before standing up and pecking their cheeks to bid goodbye.

The drive from our house to the university was quick, as I parked on the school's parking lot I can see my friends happily chit-chatting with each other by their cars.

I can feel the stares of the students on me as I move to where my friends are standing.

"Good morning, luvies!" I greeted enthusiastically and hugged them one by one.

My group of close friends only consists 5 people. My soulmate Jimin Park, I have known him since we were in diapers. My cousin Seokjin Kim, same as Minmin - we grew up together. It was always the three of us until Hoseok Jung, Minmin's cousin entered the picture when we were five. He is a ray of sunshine. We have been inseparable ever since. I meet Namjoon Kim and Yoongi Min 3 years ago, when they started dating Jinnie and Minmin.

They labeled our group as the perfect group since we have money, fame and looks. We couldn't help but laugh when we heard that the first time but I can't help to agree with them that our group is perfect not because of the superficial description that they have, we are perfect because we complement and treat each other as family.

"It's too early for your enthusiasm, Riri." Yoongi groaned.

I couldn't help but laugh and rolled my eyes on him. "Have a little excitement on your body, Yoobi. It's our last year. We're seniors." I excitedly reminded him.

He groaned again. "Cheer up, babe. You know how Riri is excited about everything." Minnie said, laughing.

"How was your vacation, Riri?" Hobi asked.

"Same old routine, Hobi. Mom and Dad wanted to spend my vacation in Paris. Got your gifts in the car, I'll give it later." I smiled.

"You really don't need to buy us souvenirs everytime you go out of the country, Riri." Joonie reprimanded.

"I also got your gift in my car." Jinnie explained, laughing.

"Me too." Hobi added.

"And me." Jimin added, the four of us started giggling while Joonie and Yoongi groaned.

"You should have gotten used to it by now, guys. This is like our tradition by now." I giggled again when I saw how their face twisted in discomfort.

"I hate rich people." Yoongi groaned.

"You hate me, babe?" Minmin gasped overly.

"Ofcourse not, darling." Yoongi countered. Pulling Minnie to him and kissing his cheek. I saw how his cheeks turned a shade of red.

"Ugh. Couples." Hobi said, rolling his eyes. I couldn't help laughing at my friends antics.

We started walking to our rooms since class was about to start. I couldn't help but sigh at the stares and small whispers as we pass by the students. Nothing new.

"We will see you at lunch. Okay?" Joonie told us as he pecked Jinnie goodbye. Yoongi doing the same before leaving to go there department building.

Yoongi and Joon are music majors while the four of us are business majors. We met Yoongi and Joon during our freshmen orientation since they had a performance during the opening. Jinnie and Minnie fell for them on the spot and rest is history.  I couldn't help smile as I remember how flustered Joon and Yoongi were when they finished the performance and had two love struck individuals following them around. It was cute.

"Why are you smiling like an idiot?" Minmin asked me while going inside to our rooms. 

"I just remembered the day you and Jinnie fell for your boyfriends." I answered laughing loudly.

"You mfckr! Don't remind me. That was embarrassing." Jin whine. I continued laughing, noticing all the eyes are on us. I tried smiling at everyone looking but before even I can show them my smile they panicked and looked away. Why? Am I scary? I sighed for the nth time.

It was 15 minutes later that the professor arrived. We were already doing roll calls when our attention was darted towards a guys breathing heavily like he ran in a marathon, hands on his knees by the door. He was in all black, wearing a mask and bucket hat. 

"I'm sorry I'm late, Sir. I had a family emergency." He said breathily. 

What the fuck?

Upon hearing his voice, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I was awed. I was struck. My eyes widened as I continued looking at him. 

Who are you? 

"I'll let it slide today since its the first day of classes but I won't be so lenient next time. You will not be allowed to enter my class once I start my roll call. Understand?" The professor asked haughtily.

"Yes, Sir." He answered while bowing his head.

Badump. Badump. Badump. 

Fuck. My heart was beating so fast. 

What the fuck is this? What is happening? My eyes followed him as he walk towards the back taking the vacant chair. Trying to steal a glimpse of his face hidden inside his mask and bucket hat.

When he raised his head, our eyes met before he continue to look in front.

Badump. Badump. Badump. Palpitating so hard, I can feel my heart beating against my ribcage. I'm fucked. I'm doomed.

"By the way, you are?" My professor asked him.

He stood up. "Sybastian Tyler Xavion Jeon, Sir." He answered. "Syntax Jeon." He added, bowing and took his seat.

Syntax. Syntax. Syntax. Hmmm.

I smirked to myself. You'll be mine, Syntax. I'll make sure of it.