CLASSIFIED

Prologue

A/N: Let's get it!

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#1 Moon Byul Yi

"Here we are, at your normal school."

I scoffed.

"Attitude." Officer Kang raised his brows.

"What's fun in normal?" I folded my arms, chewing the gum in my mouth slower since I have been chewing it all the way from juvenile detention center. Gosh, I've been in there so long I forgot how it felt out here.

"Well, what's normal in the fun?" Officer Kang scoffed back, getting out of the car. "Come on, kid, let's get you a normal life for once!"

I couldn't help but to roll my eyes. He has been in charge of me for far too long, you bet. He's probably my godfather or something.

I finally got out, sighing as the striking sunlight hits my face. The warm sensation felt like fire on my skin, as I haven't really got enough sunshine for some time. Besides, I was always in love with dark and cold places.

Officer Kang gestured me to follow him into what I assumed was the main office for staff.

"Geez, am I getting nice teachers now?" I caught up with him, chuckling sinisterly. "Wow, I see such a bright future ahead!"

"Now that's the spirit, Moonbyul." He chuckled to my usual sarcasm. "All you have to do left, is to not get back into juvenile again."

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#2 Kim Seok Jin

This is it, my final year of high school. Almost 18 years old, almost an adult, and almost... free.

"Come on, Jin. Nobody suits the class president role other than you."

And there goes my freedom.

I shot Namjoon a sideways glance, and retuned looking outside the window beside my seat. The fact he has been pestering me for almost 10 minutes was kind of getting annoying, though we have been friends since forever.

"I've been class president for the past two years, how about you be it?" I plainly said, my eyes just searching around to see the school field empty and peaceful. Well, well, well, don't you just like such a peaceful view?

"Awhhh, Jin-ah!" Namjoon started whining. "I was always your vice president, how can I ever be the president?"

I turned at him again, frowning weirdly. "You make it sound so glorious. Just sign up your name, and done! Dude, I have no interest of being the responsible guy for this chaotic class again for the third time in a row! No way!"

"So what about me?" The guy with faint red hair dye squinted his whole face.

"What about you? Just be the class president already, I totally approve." I started to pinch the space between my eyebrows. This is getting tiring, and my decision is final. I've swore to myself that I would never be a leader for anything this year, since I have to sit for the college entrance exam and graduate soon.

"Hm..." Namjoon looked at the form in his hands, before casting me a suspicious glance. "Yah, but then you hold another two president titles right?"

Oh, yeah.... About that.

"They chose me out of my will, so I decided to pull out from those clubs. This year I'm club free."

"Is that even possible?"