` english room

Sungmin walked into the English classroom,sitting down in the back corner near the windows. He wasn't really one to socialize,an introvert,of sorts.

@Chaerin "I'm Taemin. Nice to meet you." he said, shaking her hand

@Taemin Chaerin looked up from her book and to the boy in the chair next to her, "Well, you're already sat down, so... hi," she smiled and stuck out her hand, "I'm Chaerin."

@Chaerin Taemin walked inside the English classroom , nervous as he's never been inside it before. He sat down next to a girl who looked to be slightly older than himself. "Can I sit here?"

A sigh fell from Chaerin's lips as she pushed open the door to an empty classroom. It was her English hour (and, in fact, the only lesson she had decided to go to), so she was glad that she could get some peace and quiet before the pandemonium (that's what she called it when the classes got too loud) started.

She took a desk somewhere in the middle and took out her newly found book. She had found it outside of her dorm room a few nights ago and presumed that Kris had decided to stop being an .

@Chaerin Key stared blankly at the door as she left before slamming his head hard on the desk the noise causing people to turn around and look at him. He would hate the following days if she kept her word and stuck around him.

"I'm sorry, what would you prefer? Key? Can I call you Key?" Chaerin paused for a second before standing up and hanging her camera over her shoulders, "Well, Key, I have to go. I know you don't like me much but I like you, believe it or not. I'll be sticking around." She took long strides to the door and left without waiting for his reply.

@Chaerin He huffed "Dont call me Kibum dont ever call me Kibum ok!" he glared at her "I can be however angry I want whenever I want to ok there doesn't need to be a reason...I could tear this whole room apart and there is nothing anyone could do about it."

"You're right. My parents are pricks. No, I meant to teachers here care about me. Well, not all of them, very few of them do."

Chaerin scrutinized Kibum for a few long seconds, tapping her chin with her thumb, pouting.

"Why are you angry, Kibum?"

@Chaerin "I really don't care if she cries...she's a crybaby if she cries" he smirked not lifting his head. He didn't understand why she just kept talking to him but it really needed to end soon before he was kicked off the deep edge and started hitting her. "If someone cared about you they wouldn't just throw you away in here...they would take the time to try and help you themselves. I guess your parents are just lazy bastards who do whatever they want...the world needs less of those people" he said quickly.

"I respect that, dude. I respect that, and you go and be mean to whoever you want, I'm not going to stop you. I'm just saying she isn't as strong as some of the other people are. I bet she'd cry if somebody pushed her far enough." She adjusted herself so that her chin rested on one of the palm of her hand. She was determined to make him talk to her. It honestly confused her as to why nobody wanted to be friends with anyone.

"Also, someone must care about me. I wouldn't be here if nobody cared for me." She didn't really that, but she convinced herself that it was true.

@Chaerin Key listned to her drone on and on about the mental aspect of what must be bothering him and he really didn't care. "1. I can be mean to whoever I feel like and 2. No one CARES whats wrong with you i certainly don't." He completely ignored her question to him about parents he didn't want to kick up the nightmares again especially since he was so exhausted he would probably pass out soon anyway.

"Okay, I'm sorry. It pisses you off, I get it. There's probably some underlying reason for that because that's where everybodies problems stem from: their family. What's the matter with /you/ then? I mean, you were pretty mean to Shin Yeong..." After hearing him growl at her she reconsidered kicking up a fuss. She was going to try and be nice to somebody for once, though it didn't sound like it was going well. At his silence, she decided to carry on.

"Well, my problem with my parents is that they were - and still are, in fact - manipulative s. in' hated them. They shipped me here a year ago, probably because my mom got pregnant again and decided I was just a waste of space. So yeah, you parents?"

Maybe he doesn't have parents, she thought for a second, but pushed the thought aside. She hadn't meant to offend him in any way as it is.

@Chaerin "My name isnt Kibummie..." He almost growled still glaring at the girl. If he could spawn all of his hatred and make it attack the girl he would. For now though he didn't want to get into more trouble than he probably was and just laid his head back down glaring holes into the desk beneath him.

@Kibum It was funny, really. Chaerin had been sat in her seat doing nothing for a good twenty minutes now. She had finished all the work she had wanted to finish but, since she had nothing else that she particularly had to do, she figured that raising some hell would be pretty fun. Hopefully it wouldn't end like it did with Kris: with a bruised and swollen cheek. She turned in her seat and looked at the guy with his head on his desk.
"Hey, Kibummie."

@Chaerin Key glanced around the room trying not to make eye contact with Shinyeong or else she might start talking to him again. He noticed a girl snickering slightly to herself and glared before turning his head back to his desk and laying his head down. He really didn't feel like talking to anyone else today and definitely didn't want another person who acted like Shinyeong in his presence so he just sat and glared at her.

@Kibum Chaerin had to bite her lip in order to suppress a chuckle. People in this institution were so damn sensitive. Admittedly, she was the same from time to time (everybody was) but it was funny nonetheless. Normally, she'd be pissed if somebody were to interrupt the lesson on such a level, but since it was a free period for her, she didn't really mind it; she was able to tune it out easy enough.

@Kim Shin Yeong "I don't care what's 'NICE'" he scoffed sitting strait and glaring at her before turning to face the windows. He couldn't understand why she didn't take the hint "...I never sleep..." he ran his fingers through his hair as he told the truth. "Because that's NOT MY NAME and I never want to hear it alright now GO AWAYYY." he sighed wanting to bang his head against the desk.

@Kibum Her bottom lip jutted out in a pout, her cheeks puffing up a bit, when she saw him move up. She shook her head at him, then grabbed her stuff and scooted up to sit next to him again. "Hey, it's not very nice to move away when someone is talking to you!" she squeaked, but seeing that he didn't respond, she rolled her eyes and huffed. "Fine then, you don't have to sleep." she said, staring at him. "And why not? I think it's a pretty cute name if you ask me." Shinyeong wasn't fazed by his sudden outburst. Actually, it made her even more interested in the boy before her. Plus, she took his words as a sort of suggestion or comment. Her brain was almost rewired to take everything in a "nice" way.

@Kim Shin Yeong Kibum yawned a second time the drawing not helping at all but when felt something near his cheek he reeled to the side not wanting to be touched. His eyes seemed to harden as he glared back at Shinyeong "NO...and never call me Kibummie again" he said angrily grabbing his things and moving a couple of desks up. Key shook his head leaning back in his chair as he just wished for class to be over so he could go back to his room.

@Kibum Seeing Kibum yawn, Shinyeong looked up at him curiously. To be quite honest and frank, he looked tired. It was almost as if he was sleep deprived. She could see hints of dark circles under his eyes, and the way his eyes seemed so deep made it look like he needed sleep, but he wasn't able to get any. She reached up, bring her hand up to his face. Her finger barely brushed against his cheek. "Ne, Kibummie," she started, using a nickname that she had just come up with off the top of her head. "You seem tired. You should go and rest, it'll make you feel better!" Shinyeong told him, looking at him with pure concern for his health. He didn't look well, and that made Shinyeong feel unwell, so she wanted him to feel better.

@Kim Shin Yeong Kibum sat the notebook back on his desk yawning he had stopped taking his medicine as he hated it the only down side being that he didn't sleep much without it. He shook his head lightly trying to stop himself from being sleepy as he occupied his mind again by drawing.

@Kibum She blinked a couple times as she looked at the picture that he drew. It looked like a person, but it wasn't very detailed yet, so she couldn't make out if it was a boy or a girl. But it still looked pretty cool. Sadly, Shinyeong couldn't draw, for she wasn't very artistic at all, so any type of art basically looked amazing to her childish mind. "That looks really cool~!" she piped, scanning her eyes over the unfinished drawing, as if she was trying to take the whole thing in. She could already tell that he was a good drawer, and because of that, he was probably an artistic person. But he didn't talk very much. Maybe he was shy. Oh well, it was too early for Shinyeong to be making these assumptions. Even though, that still didn't stop her from making them.

@Kim Shin Yeong He nodded agreeing that he did like his name his grandmother said his Umma had picked it out special for him so he almost had no choice but to like it. He took a glance over at her seeing her looking at him as she asked to see what he was drawing. He bit his lip looking at it for a moment it wasn't anything great just a rough picture of a person something he had dreamed the night before. He tilted the notebook so she could see not feeling like speaking much.

@Kibum "Kibum?" she repeated, liking the way that it sounded. It was different from hers, so it was interesting. Well, at least that was how the world worked at Shinyeong's unique point of view. "That's a pretty name~" she told him, her eyes smiling. But she quickly pouted as soon as she saw him look back to whatever he had been drawing before she got there. The girl laid her head on her desk, looking up at him with big, doe like eyes. "Ne ne, what'chu drawing?" Shinyeong asked him, determined to speak to this timid character.

(( Sorry for the late reply >n< ))

@Kim Shin Yeong Kibum secretly watched the girl as she walked into the class room and out of all the seats she had to sit next to him. He froze when she spoke "...k-kibum" he said so quietly he didn't even think he heard it. He didn't really care if she heard it or not as he went back to his drawing.

[your reply is better than my starter OTL >.<]

@Kibum Shinyeong was never one of the kids that came to class early. If anything, she was the latest to class because she overslept or just forgot that their was actually a class at that time. But it seemed that this time she was the second person to enter the classroom. With her school materials tucked under her arm, and the cute, little teddy bear that she always lugged around locked securely in her firm grip, she took a seat next to the only other person in the room. Shinyeong turned to him and smiled. "Annyeong, I'm Shinyeong!" the tiny girl chirped happily. "And you are?"

(( Oh my goshes, thank you for starting!!! And sorry that the reply is really bad, I'm on mobile. OTL ))

Kibum quietly walked into the english classroom taking a seat in the back as the class was pretty empty. He took out his notebook starting to doodle and write as he waited for the class to begin.