Hwang Hyunjin

You were a real pain in the ass for the teachers and the principal. Your family couldn't take it anymore, leaving you a huge mansion, cars, and an unlimited phone card and moving to America. It didn't bother you at all. The most important thing was that no one was nagging you, and being called into the principal's office became just a normal conversation. The principal's son had recently transferred to the school. Roughly speaking, his "little basket" of a son, who was an excellent student. He immediately became a role model for the school. You'd seen him a couple of times, even though you were classmates. You liked his cute face. Today, he was the one who led you to the principal's office. When the boy approached you, he said

• Hey... You're being called to the principal's office... - The guy grabbed you by the elbow, dragging you into his mother's office...

You chuckled.

• Tch... What a beautiful doll they sent for me today... - You smiled, ran your finger along his shoulder, and said - Hey... Baby, will you tell me your name?..

Hyunjin looked at you with irritation. “I’m Hwang Hyunjin...” the guy said. “And don’t you dare call me a doll or a baby... I’m older than you...”

You chuckled.

• Hwang Hyunjin... - You said, memorizing his name... - Tch... A beautiful name for such a doll...

At that moment, Hyunjin opened the door to the director's office and pushed you inside.

That evening, you were returning from practice when you suddenly noticed a familiar figure. It was Hyunjin. But not the Hyunjin you'd seen earlier at school. He was wearing a dark tracksuit, and he was holding a cigarette. You were surprised to learn he smoked. You chuckled.

— Doll? I didn't know you smoked...

Noticing Hyunjin, he grinned.

• Hey! I need your help... Make me a bad boy...