WHAT?! EXO's My Bodyguards?

~스페셜 장~

⚠️SPECIAL CHAPTER!⚠️
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"Hey, Cass."

Dad was straightening his tie in front of the mirror while he stare at my reflection in it as I finish my serving of soup for breakfast.

"What Dad?"

"You ready for school?" Like, may choice ba ako? The only way to overcome this nightmare was through it. As the maid took away my bowl of soup, I sighed heavily and forced myself to straighten up.

"Yeah. I guess."

"Don't worry, I think you'll do fine." I stood up to pick up my bag. Seeing myself in a new uniform by the mirror, I felt like wincing. Third school in my high school.. Better suck it in, Chae Hee.

I had always wanted to ask Dad so many things: Will we live in L.A permanently? Do you ever think of returning to Korea? How's Mom doing?

Right.

Mom...

"I'm running late, Cass. I've already conversed with the principal about your documents and stuffs, he just needs to meet you this morning. Also, the driver--"

"Appa.." He gave me a wide glance before he finally leaves the room.

"Yes?"

"Thanks. And, Take care." Dad had raised his eyebrows and a fraction of smile curved up his mouth.

"You too. Bye, Cass."

Bye dad.. saranghaeyo.

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"I'm glad to have you in Yale Academy, Ms. Kim."

"Um, me too, Mr. Redmayne." Yaaah.. or so it seems. I sat stuffily in front of a tall, white mister with a brownish-blonde hair--the principal. If I knew better, I'd say Dad sponsored this institution with a lot of ka-ching and got me here.

*knock, knock*

"Oh, I believe your escort's here." Mr. Redmayne let the guest come in and surprised by a sudden audience, I turned to look who this escort is.

"Sir Jason, you called for me?"

"Now, what did I say about formalities?" A tall guy with a messy hair in a polished uniform and a wondering expression on his face entered the office. For what its worth, he's korean.

"Sorry 'bout that... uncle." He stood align to my chair and in front of Mr. Redmayne's desk, pocketed his hands and smirked.

"Ehem.. Ms. Kim, this is Mr. Yvan Yoon. Student Council President, a senior student, and he's not blood-related to me." The principal's tone shifted from confident to pissed. I just bit my lips to prevent a giggle from coming out.

"C'mon Uncle Jay, like I wanted to be connected to you.. " The Yvan guy rolled his eyes and gave a smug look on his face to Mr. Redmayne by which the principal narrowed his eyes with. "..Mr. Redmayne."