Today was the day the Korean-Japanese Alliance had Economics together.
Because of Junkyu, Haruto, Jihoon, and Asahi barely made it to class before 1. Thankfully the professor was not there yet.
"Look who's finally here," Yedam grinned, "Junkyu slept in again didn't he?"
"Yep," Jihoon responded as he sat next to the empty spot next to Yedam. He could feel Hyunsuk's eyes on him but he did his best to ignore it.
When Haruto got settled on his seat, Dana approached him again. "Hello, I'm Dana, we met yesterday but you forgot to tell me your name."
Haruto looked at the girl in front of him. She had a confident smile and was well dressed, quite obviously from a wealthy family. Haruto didn't want to deal with another entitled heiress, he already had enough of putting up with them back in Japan.
"What did she say?" Haruto asked Junkyu in english pretending as if he didn't understand anything she said.
Junkyu was about to translate to him in English but Dana spoke again, this time in english, "I asked for your name."
In Japan, not many people try to approach him due to his intimidating side. And when people had the guts to approach him, he would just shut them up with a cold glare. He wanted to bury this cold and intimidating side of him while he's in Korea. All because he wants to experience a normal life and make normal friends.
But Haruto is at his limit. It's only been three days since university started and Haruto's neck has almost become stiff from all the polite nodding he's done to all the girls who've approached him.
"My name is none of your business. Can't you tell that I'm not interested?" Haruto answered in Korean.
"Excuse me? Do you know who I am?" Dana asked, her voice full of disbelief.
"No. I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know either."
"Yuta, get this girl away from me," Haruto spoke in Japanese.
Yuta, who was sitting behind Haruto stood up and flashed his killer smile towards Dana. "Hey pretty lady, forget about this guy, I'm Yuta," He introduced himself in english.
"So much for reinventing yourself as a nice guy," Asahi mumbled.
Haruto glared at his best friend.
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