"Yvan, this is Ms. Cassney Kim, you will be escorting her around the campus today until classes resume." Yvan turned his head, slightly raised a brow, and smirked. Wow, di siya mahilig mag-smirk ha?
I replied to his reaction by staring at his eyes--brown ones, huh?--then shrugging as I took my eyes off him. I kinda saw him breath a chuckle through his knuckles in my peripheral vision. "So, you want us to talk about korean stuff?"
"Nah. Just make her feel comfortable around. I'll be counting on you, Yvan." I guess he didn't have a choice but to show me around, and so Yvan cleared his throat and faced me.
"Yvan Yoon, President of Student Council and your escort. Pleasure to meet you.."
"Cassney. Its Cassney Kim. The pleasure is mine, Yvan." I offered my hands to him in which he stared to at first but shook it after.
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"And here, you can see the first-class cafeteria alongside the food booths. Walking distance from there, you will arrive at the olympic-size gymnasium." It was 9:30 in my wristwatch when we finished touring the whole campus. Jeez, give me a day to walk around it. Yale Academy was big and has this refreshing atmosphere for students. Maybe?
"I guess that's it, sweetheart."
"Thanks, Yvan."
"Woah, woah.. easy there, tiger. You're getting too attached with me. Call me, Mr. President, since I'm also you're upperclassman." Yeah, he's right about him being a senior and me being a junior. But why does he sound so egoistic about calling him 'Mr. President'?
"Uh, sorry.. Mr. President."
"That's okay, sweetheart."
"Well, if you mind.. stop calling me 'sweetheart'. Its actually--"
"Chae hee, right?" I was taken aback when he mentioned my korean name. How does this dude know?
"How'd you.."
"Nephew of the principal? Well, in business terms, per se. We've been anticipating your arrival." My mouth instantly hung open in bemusement. I drew out a finger at him and asked:
"What's your korean name?"
"Why do you ask?" He leaned slowly to me, almost crossing my personal space so I took a step back. "Just--"
"Yoon Yongbin. Happy?"
Yoon.. Yoon Yongbin.. he's a Yoon.. I knew there's something, just can't get my mind on it.. "How'd you become business allies with the principal?"
"My family is rich. Partnership with Redmayne's family, that's it." I nodded in understanding and withdrew my finger away from his face. Dangerous rich heir.
"Heard you're also a daughter of a wealthy man, huh?"
"Like I have a choice."
"Definitely agreeing on that." We both laughed for a moment and when we realized we did, our eyes already met and got ourselves together. "See you around, bigtime sweetheart?"
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WHAT?! EXO's My Bodyguards?
FanfictionThere's this girl. Evil, Broken, and a Deliquent. SHE hates THEIR guts. And.. there's EXO. They're Famous, Hardworking, and HER Bodyguards. THEY want HER around.
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