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[ A drop of water causes ripples, even in the calmest lake. ]

[ The tiniest drop of coloring creates a stain, even in the clearest water. ]

[ A single thoughtless action could change your entire life completely. ]

[ So mind your step, watch your words, and think before you act. ]

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It was just another normal day when your university's boarding house's housemaster had called you into his office.

You had finished your classes few hours ago and had been relaxing on your room when you got the message from your phone, and while the notification had broken your supposedly reading time, it made you curious. The boarding house you had been placed in has been empty aside from you for the past month, as the other occupants were seniors and they had graduated with their Masters and Doctorate degrees. This meant that the only reason you were called in could only be because you were in trouble, or you were going to have some housemates. You hoped it was the latter.

Your knuckles met the polished wood of the housemaster's office door a few times before you wrenched the old handle down and pushed. The elder male welcomed you with his warm smile and gestured to the seat in front of his desk.

"Miss [F/N], I've been expecting you. Come sit down."

You nodded and obliged, trying to appear nonchalant as you sat down on the guest chair.

"Am I in trouble, sir...?"

"Oh, no," he shook his head, "Of course not. I was just going to alert you about the new occupants of the empty rooms in your dorm."

Oh thank god, you sighed in relief inwardly, "New occupants. I see."

He nodded and continued as his hand rubbed over his stubble, "There will be seven of them, all boys, with varying majors and degrees. They will be moving in in one week from today."

"--all boys?" You couldn't help but repeat the fact in slight disbelief.

"Yes, but don't worry, they will only be staying for around two months. They are here on some sort of a homestay program, sponsored by one of our biggest donor. I was hoping you could welcome them and show them around the town," he explained kindly, warm dark eyes watching over you, waiting for your reaction. You understood immediately the underlying nudge in his words.

They were important people, and you were to treat them with utmost respect if you didn't want to be kicked out from the dorm-- or worse, expelled.

"I'll... do my best, sir," you tried to sound as reassuring as possible although you were panicking internally. The housemaster seemed to buy your act and smiled wider, satisfied at your response.

"Thank you. The Dean will surely appreciate this," he waved his hand, and you knew you were dismissed. You quickly bowed, uttered your goodbyes, and exited the room.

While the thought of extra credit lifted your spirit a tad bit, they were still much in a slump, knowing that you would have to be living with people whom you must be careful around with, starting next week. You sigh as you walk down the hallway of the campus, deciding to treat yourself to a cup of good coffee and maybe a slice of cake, to prepare for what you thought would be the worst two months of your university life.

.... Oh well. At least after those two months, those boys would go back to wherever they came from, and everything will go back to normal again, right?

Right.

And yet, a week later in the airport, as you gazed at all seven boys, (almost) all smiling down at you, you couldn't help but question whether your life would ever be normal ever again. After all, they all looked like angels who just descended from heaven, and you couldn't shake the feeling that they would become an important part of your life, whether you like it or not.