Hi appuru01 here! I just suddenly had a crazy idea to write a story with the Yunbok and Jeong Hyang pairing in a modern setting after finishing the drama. Forgive my amateurism as this is my first attempt at writing. As I'm keeping the characters traits more or less the same, Yunbok is biologically a girl, but due to circumstances which I will delve on later in the story, Yunbok will be referred as a he. Reviews are appreciated! I welcome any kind, be it constructed criticism or just simple comments :)

As the sun began to rise, faint rays of light started to penetrate the room. The occupant stirred at the rude sound of his alarm. It can't be morning already! Slowly reaching out to turn it off, he sat up and rubbed his face in annoyance and weariness. He made his way to the bathroom and started his morning ritual, when he finished he returned to his room. Taking the neatly folded uniform from his wardrobe, he took his time putting it on. Shirt, trousers, belt, socks...where was his tie? Grumbling, he opened his drawer and fished the item out. He quickly tied it around the collar of his shirt, not bothering to make it look neat. He grabbed the blazer hanging on a coat hanger to his side and threw it on.

"Just a few more weeks huh?", he murmured as he stared at his reflection in the mirror.

"Yunbok-ah! You'll be late", a voice called from downstairs.

At that, he quickly grabbed his satchel and headed down. His brother was already chowing down at his food he noticed as he took the seat next to him.

"Good morning aboji", Yunbok greeted the older man in front of him.

"Good morning", he replied, not looking up from his newspaper, "I hope you're all ready for the upcoming weeks"

"Yes aboji, I've been up late last night going through the coursework from the year", Yunbok said as he started eating.

"Very good", his father looked up from his newspaper, "Knowing you are like this, I don't have anything to worry about" he grinned.

"Yunbok, your tie is crooked" a voice to his right said, "let me fix it"

Gentle hands wrapped itself around the tie, straightening it out before tying to back together neatly.

"Thanks hyung", Yunbok smiled.

After finishing their meal, Young Bok sat up and cleared his bowls. Yunbok followed suit and both of them made their way out of the house.

"You think you're ready?" Young Bok queried as the strolled down the path.

"Yeah I got this"

"Don't get too stressed ok? You still have a few weeks to go"

"Yeah..." Yunbok replied pensively.

"You might be a genius but even geniuses need rest" his brother chuckled.

Yunbok gave his brother a grin at that statement. He didn't think he was a genius. It was just...he loved doing what he loved... and that was painting. Ever since he could remember, he loved drawing, loved putting what he saw onto something that could be kept and relived with just looking. But, his father had dreams for him to take this talent further. He didn't mind going along with his father plans, just as long as he could paint.

Hanyang College of the Arts. The big bold letters from the plaque of the entrance stared at them from below. This prestigious college was where he had attended for the past three years. Now he only had a few weeks before the big exam. Pass this exam, and he could attend the elite Dohwaseo also known as the Academy of Painting, and come on to become an official artist commissioned for the government. His father was part of this institution but was not yet an official artist. Everybody in his cohort knows that becoming a government artist was highly competitive and only the best of the best will ever become one. Yunbok sighed. Can he really get in?

As he walked into the classroom, he was greeted by the boisterous noise of his classmates. He took his seat at the back by the window. Taking out his sketchbook to go over his sketches, he heard footsteps slowly coming up to his desk. Suddenly the sunlight he was using to look at his sketchbook was blocked by a tall shadow. He looked up from his book. Jang Hyo-Won. His classmate that thought he was better than everybody else, just because his dad was an official artist at Dohwaseo.

"What is it?" he asked, a bit peeved.

"Shin Yunbok..." Jang Hyo-Won said condescendingly "You didn't greet me when you arrived"

"What?" he said, "Are you kidding me?"

"I'm the president of this college. You must greet me when you see me"

Yunbok raised an eyebrow in disbelief. He was unbelievably more cocky today than he was usually.

"You're not my sunbae, we're the same age as well, I don't need to greet you" Yunbok replied as he looked down back at his sketchbook. "Go bother someone else, don't use me to relieve your stress about the exams"

Hyo-Won's face screwed up in annoyance. He was about to say something when his friends grabbed him by the shoulder and heaved him away. Apparently something big was coming to Hanyang today. The boys of the classroom were more excited than usual. What was this "something"?

"They're here!" his classmate yelled from the door of the classroom.

A flurry of his classmate began to leave the classroom, yelling and shouting in excitement. Confused but disinterested, Yunbok went back to going over his work.

"What are you doing?! Let's go!" his friend said as he grabbed him by the shoulder, "Yunbok, you don't want to miss out on this!"

"Go where?! Miss out on what?!" Yunbok huffed as his friend heaved him out from the seat and out of the classroom. Young Bok followed after him laughing. Where were they taking him to? They finally reached the courtyard of the college where a whole pack of boys both from his year and from the years below him were present as well. Why were they gathered here? Was someone important coming? Yunbok dusted himself off as he looked around. Suddenly cheers and loud yelling from the pack started to fill the area. They were cheering at something, he followed the crowd's gaze and it fell onto group of young ladies standing on the balcony.

They were dressed in a college's uniform. A red blazer...white blouse with a red bow...black skirts...wasn't this the uniform for Kyewol Art Academy? What were they doing here?

"Oh my god, they're stunning!" his friend shouted in excitement, "Just like the rumours!"

"Quiet! Behave yourselves!" Jang Hyo-Won roared, but everyone could see his smirk of excitement present on his face as well.

The girls on the balcony started to giggle in humor at the drooling boys.

"Jang hyung-nim" his posse tapped him on the shoulder, "Look! She must be the president"

Yunbok followed his point and his gaze fell onto the woman standing with an older female. She was the only one not giggling amongst her classmates but simply stood composed and quietly looked around. She was definitely different from the rest, and she also exuded an air of grace. Her gaze fell onto him and both of their eyes locked. Yunbok's eyes widened as he was suddenly aware that her attention was on him. Before Yunbok could stare any longer a voice shouted from the balcony, breaking the moment.

"GET BACK TO YOUR CLASSROOMS NOW!", it was Professor Jang. Hyo-Won's father, he was head professor of this college even though he's an official artist.

The boys groaned in discontent but slowly filed out of the courtyard. Still a bit shaken by just what transcended, Yunbok slowly made his way back to the classroom with Young Bok and his friends.

"Wonder why they're here huh?", Young Bok said as he threw an arm around Yunbok's shoulder. There wasn't any answer from Yunbok. Confused Young Bok looked to him.

"Yunbok?"

"Huh?"

"I just wondered why the girls are here"

"Oh yeah, me too", Yunbok replied lamely.

But more than that, there was another question foremost on his mind.

Who was she?