Bighit. Bighit Academy is one of the most prestigious school in your country. Not only they were a boarding school and so far from the hustle of the city, but the amount of talents they have was surprising, they were making a name for themselves in the world.

There's Kim Namjoon, a great writer who graduated from Bighit with the other six guys that were famous in their line of their chosen careers. You looked up to him and let's say, he's the ideal guy you wish to see in boys your age.

But what you've got instead, to your great disappointment, was all either too dumb or if they so much have a brain, they'll be using it for useless habits that doesn't deserve to get your attention.

The meaning is, how can you be ever attracted to someone whose worries if his gel will stay intact through the whole day?

Or in most cases, how can the boys you've met so far was all a douche bags and they only wanted to get in your pants?

And to make it worse, you've met some interesting ones and in the end, they were just too damn scared about their feelings that they avoided you instead.

If there's one thing you hate about their nauseating existence is when they were a coward.

For a girl who has been true enough alone with her single mother, you'd learned that it's better to be straight with people than to be one that was too scared to offend anyone else.

What would good it would do, anyway?

In your opinion, life was tough and this has lead you to be different from your generation.

While all the other girls was out there busy worrying about make ups or parties and maybe even if their pictures that they need to post in Instagram was in the wrong angle, you were out there finishing highschool in no time.

It didn't give you friends, of course.

Some of them tried, and all of them failed. Because even in the the beginning of their continual approach, you see through their fakes smiles that did not slip passed from your suspicious nature. They were hoping for you to be one of those nerds who's always willing to lend a hand.

Well, all they've got is your laugh and condescending reminders to stay away from you - for you cannot stand some user or the type to befriend a person, so that they can benefit from them.

That's why maybe after you graduated from highschool and from the degree of education, you just need to get credits to finish it, so you were ambitious enough to try passing an applicant's document in Bighit to be their teacher.

You give them an option as well.

One thing that the other schools had been hoping for. You'll be doing the process of practicing your teaching at one of their class before you fully graduate from your degree.

It will be both beneficial for the both party.

You were only eighteen with an impressive history of accelerating yourself through the grades and they were a school that can get much more recognition from your achievement, what more they could ask for?

And so you were not that surprised to receive a call that very morning. The call that was to change everything in your otherwise loveless life.

"Hello, I'm looking for Ms. Y/N L/N?", a woman's voice said from the call that woke you up.

It sounds so professional that you knew, that was it.

"This is her speaking", you replied, sitting in the bed and glancing at the clock, it's seven am in the morning.

It's the same time your mom should be up since she needs to be early in her job at this publishing company.

"Your application letter has been accepted at Bighit Academy. You will be required to be here at Monday and you will start teaching right away", she says, the voice so severe that you actually become more attentive.

You liked teachers that way, so whoever have the luck to face you in class should be ready. For you will be not so forgiving despite of your age.

"Thank you for informing me, Ma'am", you replied, barely stopping your squeal from the news.

"You're welcome, Ms. L/N", she said then her next words had turn into a warning, "but to see your potential, our Principal decided to put you up with the most problematic students. This will be a tough task for a newbie. Think you're up to it?"

"I'm sure I can manage them very well, Ma'am", you stated with a huge smile.

You can't help it. Not only you will be teaching in your dream school (and you tried to enroll but it's an all boys academy), but what you aspire to be as a strict teacher would be tested.

The one where students would either fear you or curse you under their breath.

This was the chance to prove yourself that you'll not be a pushover like your mother.

Although it made you think this woman was just exaggerating, maybe they're just trying to scare you or something.

"Thank you. I will see you at eight o'clock. Have a good day", she says and ends the call.

It's all you need to jump from the bed and runs out of your room, then called to your mom as you found her as expected in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for two.

"Mom! Guess what? I got accepted at Bighit!", you scream to her out of your happiness, your body nearly shaking from all the positivity in you.

She set down the tupperware she'd been putting rice in and runs to you before taking you in a hug, "I'm so happy to hear that. When would you start?"

"On Monday", you say, earning a relieved smile from her.

She gets off of you and chuckles, "I heard they payed their teachers well"

Money has been a big problem for her since the way you were born and given that your dad runs away from his responsibility, it's hard to pay for all the expenses. You can even add the fact that her parents disowned her for getting pregnant too early before she finish her education.

On top of that, she had so many loans that she only takes in the first place for your sake.

Now that you have a job, you swore to yourself to make it easier for her.

If there's anything you only loved and cherish in this world, the someone you'll do anything for, it's your mom.

In other words, she's your only saving grace.

"That's why if I get enough credits from them, I'll stay in that school and work my way up for a better position", you swore to her and she hugs you again.

"I'm sure everyone will love you all. I can feel it", she says, and kisses you in the cheek.

"I'm going to take a bath first, Mom. My breath smells!", you told her and she nods, letting you leave as you head back to your room in order to get the towel.

As you finally stepped into the shower, there's one thing in your mind.

Would boys be horrible in that kind of elitle school?

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Bighit Academy lives up to it's name and the reputation it has for having the most beautiful school grounds. The buildings for classrooms was more of a company establishment from what it looks like. Why do they even have museum for the previous works of their former students?

Anywhere you look after getting off the taxi, there were only boys walking around in pairs, cliques or even alone. They were not wearing the official uniforms that you kind of like from the brochures.

But what made you feel small in their world is that they certainly looks expensive. They were all so goodlooking and tall as well that it made you question if this was a school for male models instead.

A lot of them glances at your way, some were acceptable enough for you when they just ignored you and the most is, this shocked you because they were whistling at the way your black skirt hugged your waist.

Before anyone could approach you, the one who said to meet you in the front step of the main building arrived in sight. Mrs. Nam, the assistant of the Principal.

"You should get used to it, Ms. L/N", is the first thing she said as she beckons you to follow inside, "You must be the only girl their age in this school"

"I'm sure that would not cause a problem, right?", you asked politely, although your eyes were busy roaming around the facilities.

"As long as you won't get into relationship with your students, everything would be fine", she informs you, then walked up to a set of stairs.

You nodded, barely absorbing it as your attention was more enthralled by the all-glass elevator that rise up pass the two of you into the third floor. It would not be so bothersome if you didn't caught the eyes of the seven that was standing there and trust me when I say, this is the start of something problematic in your life.

Why? The guy you managed to keep your eye contact with as you descend up the stairs, he winked.

The response you did was quick and unexpected. You scowled before reverting your undivided focus to Mrs. Nam, not even looking back to see what his reaction was.

After introducing you to a group of older faculties who were all too unresponsive at your greetings, Mrs. Nam excused the two of you and she starts to lead you around the hall.

She said it's time you meet the one you'll be assigned to teach.

The classroom you stepped in next reminds you of the ones they had in the frustrating drama called Penthouse. Only that it bears a few chairs, a few students and this made the whole place looks to be huge.

You were still looking around in pure amazement when Mrs. Nam decided to introduce you, "Boys, this is your new teacher, Miss L/N. Treat her nicely and please behave yourself around her"

"Hi, Miss L/N", a guy with nearly a platinum blonde hair greets, and he was smiling at you.

Another boy with an undercut black hair and piercings chuckles at you, "We'll treat her so nice that she wouldn't want to leave", he stated and gives you a once over.

You frown, suddenly hating why you have to wear a black skirt that at least still reached up to your knees. There's nothing wrong with it but their eyes.

The blonde boy nudges the boy with piercings, "We can't promise that Jay will behave around her, what should we do?", he says, obviously teasing.

"Oh, and Jay has detention after class, would you be so nice in staying a little hour later to put him in a remedial class?", Mrs. Nam asks, and you nod, smiling.

"Why are you being such a bore, Mrs. Suck Up? All I did was burn some asshole's hair, and he deserved it", the boy, who you were assuming is Jay, scoffs.

"Make that two hours detention, Mr. Park", Mrs. Nam says and walked out, too annoyed in the morning not to inform you to how will you start.

But seeing that this was your job and they were expecting you to do well, you make your way to the front and looks down at the books they've set up for you to teach at them.

It looks like History was their first subject. This would be great, seeing that it was your favorite and the topic is about the royalties of England.

"So, class, we are going to start today of how the Tudor family was ended by Queen Elizabeth herself",  you say without bothering for the useless introduction and they all groan in unison.

"I think the only end we know is how the excitement was vanquish because of your arrival", Jay says with a roll of his eyes.

"Before anything else, I need to learn your names", you went on, ignoring his comment and turned to the boy who looks to be spacing out in the back, "What's your name?", you asks.

He leans backward in his desk and closed his eyes, "I'm Park Sunghoon. I don't like you and don't ask me questions so early in the morning, I still need a sleep"

"He's a sweetheart deep inside, don't worry", another boy said, and you were surprised to see it was the same one who winked at you from the elevator.

"And you are?", you turned to ask him.

"I'm Sim Jaeyun but you can call me Jake. Maybe we can go out to know each other more later?", he asks with a smile so beautiful and all you do is shake your head.

As much as he was not a sore in the eyes with that beautiful voice and he sounds nice compared to the others, a flirt is not the greatest trait from your lists.

"And you?", you finally pointed to the blonde guy in the front.

"I'm Kai Kamal Huening, you can just call me Kai", he says, and he looks mixed the more you look at him, "I'm from Hawaii but we moved here and this is the nearest school from what my friend, Taehyun liked to say", he shrugs then.

You can see from the way he even wore a beret that he is really rich, and even the way the others dresses. They all look really fancy especially the bag of Jay that he set down on his desk. It's a Prada, for fuck sake. How can they afford all of it?

With the introducting being done, you turned to the board and write The end of the Tudor Family.

"Aren't you going to ask who I am?", this Jay asked loudly, leaning his head on his palm and tilting his head slightly, batting his eyelashes at you.

It almost takes everything in you not to be so annoyed, so you entertain him with a smile, "Okay, what's your name?"

"Ayo Hitman Bang introduces hit it the second audition..", he says, doing a hand movement that you can't understand but the other boys seems to know as they hide a laugh behind their hands.

You sigh and rolled your eyes before slamming one hand in the table in front of you, "Enough being childrens and listen to me, you're all a highschoolers and not fresh out from the kindergarten, so does anyone here know who is the father of Queen Elizabeth?"

Being like this was not in your plan, but they were really asking for it. If before the boys you usually face would get scared, they don't even bat an eye in your warning.

In fact, they were all now suddenly smirking as they exchanged glances that only god knows what it meant.

As for Jay, he just groans and lower his head in his desk, "So it begins..."

The moment you hear it and caught onto the snickers from Jake and Sunghoon's desk, you were instantly riled up that you ultimately demanded for them to do a quiz, one that you will be making it the hardest in your first day.

And yes, you kind of agree with Park Jay, so it begins.

The terror you will start in this class.

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Is this a good opening?

In a way, this was a bit like Boys over flowers for me. Be mindful though, the storyline of this would be entirely different.

We only have three boys to consider and you were the only girl in an all boys school.