I walk inside the new classroom of an entirely foreign school. Attending a new transfer school, I curiously look around my assigned classroom that I'll be using for the rest of the year.
I eye the benches and some of them are already filled with students. There were three columns of seats consisting of a bench to be shared by two. I glance to my right, noticing the stares that I'm receiving from the boys.
The students seem to be divided. The left extreme column of benches were acquired by girls and the right extreme were occupied by the boys. The middle one seems to be deserted for now.
The boys continue to gape at me like a hungry wolf and I somehow feel uncomfortable under their gaze. I take a seat on a bench beside a girl with a long ponytail and blue glasses and she smiles at me. "Hello, I'm Hyorin." She introduces.
I smile back at her. I'm an extrovert but I've never attended a co-ed school. I studied in an all girls boarding school since my childhood, so I don't have a problem with girls. I tilt my head and smile back at her.
"Hello, I'm Y/n. Nice to meet you, Hyorin."
Her eyes twinkle in delight at my response. "Such a lovely name for a beautiful girl. No wonder the boys are looking at us." She says and I stiffen. "What?" She nods.
"Don't turn back but they are definitely watching." She whispers and I gulp. I turn my head to the front when the two girls turn back at us with a smile. I smile back politely.
"Hello, I'm Y/n."
"Hey, I'm Raya." The one with curly hair chimes. "I'm Zoya." The girl with beautiful eyes introduces.
The homeroom teacher enters the classroom with a register in the hand and the two turn to face the front as the whole class rises to their feet to wish him a good morning. "Hello, students. I'm Mr. Kang. Your homeroom teacher and Physics teacher for this year." He says with a firm voice.
He eyes everyone in the class while opening his register and states, "Since the classes were mixed and some of you may be unfamiliar with each other, let's introduce ourselves. The boy from the right corner, begin."
After the introduction, the teacher starts to take our attendance and then asks us to take out a notebook to write down the time table. "Since I don't like wasting my time, I am going to utilise the rest of the period. Let's test the knowledge of the class on Physics. Can someone tell the formula for gravitation?" He questions and I raise my hands.
His eyes fall upon my face and then turns to the other body who has his hand lazily raised on the other side. "Jungkook has been answering my questions since I've taught him for years now in junior classes. This one seems to be a new one." He speaks and motions me to answer.
I stand up and answer the question. He nods in approval. "Correct. Your name was Y/n, right? I nod. "You seem to be a smart girl. Should I assign you as a class representative?" He questions and I blink several times.
"Isn't Jungkook supposed to be that like every year in whichever class he is?" The boys throw queries and I glance at Jungkook who looks at me calmly but turns to look away.
"I think there's a high possibility that he'll be selected as the student's representative this year since he is in high school already. That's why, I think I shouldn't burden him with the class." Mr. Kang points it out.
"Let her be the class rep."
"Yes, Y/n seems to be a polite leader."
"I agree! Let Y/n be the class prez."
The girls squeal but I really don't want to become a class representative on the first day of my school. Extra work at a new place? A big no!
"Let her be the class rep. It's boring anyway." The guy named Jungkook announces and I quirk an eyebrow at him. Who does he think he is to give me the permission?
