The Reason? - Yoon Jeonghan

Chapter 32

"I'm scared, manager." Ophely muttered as they got in the car, the boys having already wished her the best for the day.

"It's going to be alright. It's only the second week of school since the start of the year. You won't be the only transferee." Ophely could only nod, her tummy was in turmoil. She was really scared to start this year. There wasn't going to be Flora waiting for her at the front door. The stress was making her unable to answer. She thought that if she'd open her mouth tears would start trickling down her face. Having red eyes wouldn't be the best look for the first day of school.

Ophely fiddled with the tie of her uniform, not used to wearing one. Especially one this fancy. Shirt, sleeveless sweater and a blazer as well as a skirt and tights. Ophely hated skirts. So that did not add to her comfort. It only increased the stress she was feeling.

Her leg bounced as she sat there, her mind racing. From everything that could go right, to how such a wonderful situation could go wrong.

"How much longer?" She asked the older man quietly. He looked at her for a short second, seeing the girl tightly holding her skirt. He could see how nervous she was;

"Not much longer." He replied, continuing to drive carefully through the busy streets of Seoul. He had been requested by the company to act like Ophely's guardian with the school. So he was there to accompany her there and finish the details of the paperwork that couldn't be done by distance.

Once they arrived, he parked the car in the parking lot associated with the school and slowly walked with the girl in two towards the reception desk.

"Hello." He said calmly, Ophely could only look from behind him at the stern woman sitting behind the desk. "We are here for the enrollment of Sojeu Opely." The old woman only looked up at that moment Ophely felt the need to stand beside her manager so she could be seen.

"How would you write that?" She asked the man, who could only turn towards Ophely, foreign names were not his forte.

"In English letters?" She asked to make sure. The woman didn't bat an eye, but didn't correct her. So Ophely started spelling her name. "For my surname - S, A, U, Z, E; and for my name - O, P, H, E, L, Y." The woman typed on her keyboard for a few minutes, not saying a word to either people in front of her desk. She did the same thing as before. Typed quietly on her computer without even addressing a gaze at the two in front of her. That was until some papers were printed and she pulled a line phone from beside her and talked into it.

"Hello, can Sim Hanbyeol come to the reception? Thank you." And then she hung up. They waited quietly in front of the reception desk for a few minutes, Ophely sending a few glances at the manager, trying to know if he understood the situation better than she did. He did not.

It was only a few minutes later that a girl who looked to be around Ophely's age showed up, she looked like the perfect student. Clean in her uniform and polite. She bowed towards the two as she arrived, Ophely did the same toward her.

"Good morning ma'am. You called for me." The woman finally looked up from her computer screen and diverted her gaze to the newcomer.

"Yes." She stood up and made her way over the desk with a few papers in her hand. She handed them to the girl. "Please bring mister to Mrs Kwon on the first floor, and then you can tour the school for Miss Sojeu here, she will be in all of your classes for the year."

"Okay. I will do it well." Holding onto the papers with both hands and bowing down to the woman in respect the young girl finally looked at them. Once the older woman sat back down in her seat, Sim Hanbyeol talked again. "Please follow me, I will show you to the administration to finish the completion of your folder." She smiled up to the manager and Ophely before turning around and walking up the stairs next to the entrance desk. The two followed quietly.