Secrets

Chapter 1

I stood at the entrance of the school, watching people speaking about a festival of some kind that took place here just a couple of days ago. A few names were floating about but I wasn't too focused on that, instead excitement racked my brain. I might be able to talk to people who have the same dreams I do in the class, or department is the true term for it. Of course people who don't score high in the exams or didn't have good grades in their last school get automatically put in the class, so maybe not everyone. But most should ... hopefully.

I make my way through the maze of a school, following the signs towards the department I chose, walking around the students who cluttered in the halls speaking to one another and laughing. I was then stopped by a teacher, he was an older gentleman with glasses and dark brown hair, looking as if he didn't get much sleep. "Wait here, I'll introduce you to the class. Didn't expect you to get here so early." He spoke, adjusting his glasses as he looked at the clipboard in his hand. "You are (Y/N) Seong correct?" He questioned as he looked up from the chart in his hands.

"Yes sir." I replied with a dip of my head, glancing past him seeing students walking into the classroom.

"Alright just wait here till I announce your name." He spoke, holding his clipboard with one hand before dropping his arms down to his side. He then turned into the classroom, making the whole class fall silent or as silent as it can get. I could hear girls whispering and giggling about something or someone.

"We have a new transfer student today-" He was cut off by the class, some beginning to question whether it was a girl or a guy.

"Is it a girl?"

"We have a guy transfer student, it's only fair we get a girl this time."

"Think the new transfer student is another hot guy?"

"I wish."

I stood outside of the class with an unamused expression on my face, all they care about is whether I'm hot or not, along with my gender. Well it is the world we live in, very few judge others blindly. "It's a girl." The teacher spoke with a firm tone, making everyone fall silent, some happy whispers and agitated grumbles mixed in now. "Everyone meet (Y/N) Seong." I snapped out of my daze as I clasped my hands behind my back, fiddling with my fingers nervously as I entered the classroom, standing at the front.

"Hello nice to meet you all." I say with my brightest smile, trying to seem friendly and open at least. Most of the looks I got were mild interests, glares, or some just weren't paying attention at all and seemed to be dazing off.

"Alright, you can sit next to Jay Hong. He's right over there." The teacher gestured to where a blonde was sitting down next to a window, his blonde hair covering his eyes. He seemed to perk up a bit hearing his name, lifting his head a bit from his hand. I nodded to the teacher before making my way over to the back of the class, sliding into the empty seat placing my bag down beside my feet.

The teacher then went on with the lesson, I listened intently with interest before I could feel myself drifting a bit, placing my elbow on the desk with my head resting in my hand. I glanced at my desk partner who was gazing out the window, seeming to be finding it more interesting than the lesson as well. "I'm (Y/n) ... but uh you already knew that didn't you." I spoke in a low whisper, deciding I might as well try to make one friend. I held out my hand to him, offering him a gentle smile.

Jay smiled in return, shaking my hand as I replied, "It's nice to meet you too Jay." I say as we pull our hands apart from one another. "Are you interested in fashion?" I questioned, sure it may be an obvious answer but after all, some students in this class could just have bad grades or follow along with their friends. Jay nodded, his smile remaining on his features, "Oh you are? I am as well. Also you are right, it's fun matching colors and styles to a person." I responded to him with a smile. "Would you like to see some design ideas I made?" I questioned to which he nodded once again.