Sooheon walked a bit far behind Namra. Namra kept glancing at him.

"Why are you walking behind me?"
"Where? What do you mean?" He smiled widely.

Namra squinted her eyes for a second, then kept walking.
Suddenly, Namra stopped walking and turned around at once. Sooheon who was walking without looking bumped into her.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Sooheon apologized.
"It's my fault tho." Namra said. "I mean, there's plenty of time before class starts."
"That what should we do now?" Sooheon asked.
"Is there anything you want to do?" Namra crossed her arms.

They walked together on the bridge that connects two plots of the school. Of course, a few students who was passing by glanced at them, as he was popular.

All those memories keeps coming back just by looking at her. He chuckled. Namra looked at him to follow the source of the sound.

"What are you thinking?" Namra stopped walking.
"Nothing." He said, still smiling. "Ahh, right.Want to go there?" Pointing his finger at the back of the building.

Namra looked at him, her eyes widened in surprise. "There?"

Namra and Sooheon walked to the back of the school building. There was no one there except them.

"It's quiet." Namra's eyes wandering around.
"I know you don't like noisy places."
"You're right."

"It's a perfect place for shooting a horror scene." Namra said.
"More like a romantic scene." Sooheon blurted out.

They looked at each other awkwardly before turning away.

"Why are we here though?"

When she didn't heard any response, she turned around.

"Where did he go?"

She looked around again, not seeing Sooheon.

"Hey, JI SOOHEON!" Her voice raised a little more than usual.

Namra heard a sound behind her, coming from an alley. She looked through, finding Sooheon who was holding a little Grey stray cat.

She immediately laughed seeing his situation.

Sooheon was scared, his hand trembling that he might drop the kitty.
Namra ran to him to hold the kitty. Then she looked at him.

"What happened?"
"I saw him and...I ended up following him." He pointed at the cat which was peacefully licking his paw.

He sat down. He watched Namra playing with the little cat and how happy she was.

"And, why are you scared then?"
"I don't know, I-I am just scared of them."

Namra laughs. "What do you mean they're scary, come on. They're cute. You just need to get along, look."

Sooheon reached out to his pocket to get something. Namra's eyes shifted to his arm. She quickly grabbed his arm then looked at him with a questioning look.

"How did you get this?" She pointed at the wound. "Did he scratch you?"

"No, i got hurt while catching him." He said. "He's a bit nasty but it's not his fault." He smiled at the cat.

Namra searched her pocket to find a bandage. She put on the bandage on the wound.

"Treat it in the infirmary, okay?"
"It's a small scratch though."
"Small wounds can cause infection. Don't neglect this."

She stood up. She turned to the kitty before she began walking.
"Bye, kitty. I'll bring some snacks next time."

He still stood there. He's amazed, not just that because she's changed, but that she's more comfortable with him.

He runs to catch up with her.

Once they climbed up the 2nd floor, she turned to him, coldly. She grabbed his arm and started dragging him towards the infirmary.

Of course, he gave in. Her small body can't move him alone.

It was almost time for the class. Chanmi, in the 3rd row, was continuously looking at the door. Reason?

He isn't here.

Meanwhile, a 4th year senior girl, who just asked her something and is waiting for her response. She looked up.

"Who?"

The girl moved her lips again.

"I'm Hong Ah Jung, I'm in 4th year. I know you're Chanmi, Ok Chanmi."

"I see. So you're a senior."

The wavy-haired girl smiled.

"Yes."

"So...why...are you.."

Ah Jung leaned closer and whispered.

"You're close with Seok Jaebom, right?"

That was enough to crack a smile in  Chanmi's face.

She also whispered, "You like him.
Don't you?"

Ah Jung was a bit surprised by Chanmi's words. She also smiled.

"You're quick at guessing things."

"Auchh!" Sooheon groaned in pain.
"Stay still." Namra coldly ordered, shaking the spray in her hand.

Sooheon pressed his lips together, untill she was done.

"It burns, right?" She said while putting on a bandage.
"Not really."

She laughed at his lie.

"By the way, what should we tell my friends about us?" Sooheon said.
"Us?"

"Ye-ah?"
"Let's just say our dads are best friends."
"Then they'll ask who our father is." Sooheon said seriously. "We can't reveal that, can we?"
"Doesn't your friends know?"
"No. I didn't tell them yet."

Namra sighed.

"Let's just make up some excuses then."
She looked at her watch. "Come on, we're late."
"Let's go."

Sooheon entered the classroom first, behind him was Namra. The homeroom teacher introduced Namra to everyone.

Namra started to find an empty seat. She glanced at the seat next to him. Sooheon hesitated a bit then said,

"Do you want to take my window seat? I'm okay with any seat."

"It's okay." She lip synced with a small chuckle.

At lunchtime, Sooheon told Jaebom and Chanmi that he'll be joining later. He shaked his feet anxiously as he waited for Namra.

"Aren't you having lunch?" Namra said from behind.
"Aren't you?"
"I was thinking, if I should go or not."

Sooheon smiled, "Come on, Prez."

"What's with that pet name? I'm not the prez anymore."

They went to the cafeteria together and sat down in a table where Chanmi and Jaebom was sitting. Chanmi glanced at her. A few people pointed at her too, seeing her with Sooheon.

"Hey guys." Sooheon said.
"Hello, you too." Jaebom said to Namra.

Namra nodded with a smile and continued eating. Sooheon watched her with a smile, which didn't went unnoticed by Chanmi and Jaebom.

Chanmi put down her chopsticks.

"Are you related to him, by any chance?"

Namra looked at her before looking at Sooheon.

"Ah, our dads are best friends, also we know each other from 10th grade." Sooheon explained.

"I see, who is your father Choi Namra?" Chanmi's sharp gaze was fixed on Namra.

"Sorry, can't really say that." Namra said.
"Come to think of that, Sooheon's father, who is he?" Chanmi questioned again.

Sooheon gulped. "He isn't someone famous like yours, guys."

Jaebom who was looking at Namra finally remembered who she was. Mr. Choi's daughter. But noticing how they're trying to hide it, he kept quiet.

"Prez, his father is the head of Seok group. And her dad is a brand owner." Sooheon explained.

"I see." Then she remembered.

"You're Miss Choi, aren't you?" Jaebom said.