Saudade [Choi Yeonjun]

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Y/n's POV

8:24 am

I stood in front of the gate of my new school in Seoul. It was the third school I had changed this year because of my father.

Yep you guessed it, I ran away from home.

What else could I do if I was being forced to be someone I didn't want to?

What if he finds me here?

What if he sends people as my friends to spy on me?!

Gosh that's even worse.

I shook away those thoughts from my head as I drew in a deep breath and entered the school.

The campus had many trees here and there which made the environment very calm. I walked inside the building fiddling with the hem of my sleeve out of nervousness. I felt stares on me from all sides but ignored them. I straightened the skirt of my uniform and entered the principal's office.

"Ahh you must be Y/n. Have a seat sweetie." The middle aged woman said. I bowed and sat down in front of her. "So here's your schedule. I heard from your previous school that your academic score was outstanding and I hope you continue that here too." She said and I nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry ma'am I will not let you down." I assured her. "Now that's what I like to hear." She said and smiled sweetly. "Now, since you don't know anyone from here I'll call the class president." She said and spoke through the intercom some words which I didn't quite hear.

After a while the door opened and there stood a boy about two inches taller than me. He had jet black hair and wore a beautiful smile. He was handsome not gonna lie.

"Seungmin this is y/n, y/n this is Seungmin. He will help you get to class till you make friends." The principal said and I stood up from the chair and bowed "Thank you." I said and left the office to see Seungmin looking at me with a cute smile. I hesitantly smiled back and followed him to class in silence.

After introducing myself, I sat down somewhere in the middle since I was a s blind as a bat when it came to reading notes off the board.

I turned around to see people either looking at me with a scrutinizing expression or with a welcoming smile.

This happens everytime I change schools why am I bothered now. I thought and sighed.

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In the middle of the lesson I felt the guy next to me poke my shoulder. Diverting my eyes from the teacher I I looked at the boy with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh by any chance do you have another pen? The ink in mine ran out." He asks sheepishly rubbing his neck. I nodded handing him another pen to which he responded with a 'thank you' and a smile.

I was finally focusing on the lesson again when I saw a paperball fall into my lap.

What even-