Eun Sang spent her first few classes going over the morning in her head. She couldn't believe the boy her mother loved was the same one Chan Young had warned her to stay away from.

"He's not a nice guy, Eun Sang."

"Didn't you say Bo Na is close with him?"

He looked uncomfortable. "That's different, they've known each other since they were children, and she's an heir… but you," he paused.

"I'm a welfare student?" She guessed.

"Yes."

Myung Soo left them after a few minutes and Young Do walked her first class. He hadn't talked, just watched her.

She couldn't take the silence anymore. "Didn't your Omma ever tell you starrings rude?"

She could have sworn she saw him twitch.

"You're Omma hasn't told you much about me has she?"

Ahhhh, answering a question with a question. Omma had warned her about that.

She thought about answering him back with a question of her own but fought it.

"Not really."

He nodded and kept walking.

They got to her first class early. She was confused and needed time to think but she wanted to know why he had been staring. She didn't care if it seemed like she was sticking her foot in her mouth, she was going to find out.

"You didn't answer me."

He leaned against the wall and looked at her. "You're a lot like her."

He didn't say who but she knew what he meant. It wasn't rare for people to tell her she reminded them of her mother but it seemed odd coming from him.

"You just met me. How can you say that already?"

He scratched his eyebrow.

"It was a compliment."

He looked at her for a moment longer before turning. As he walked away he spoke over his shoulder. "Join me for lunch."

It wasn't an invitation. It was more like a command.

And it left her even more confused.

Chan Young had stressed more than anything not to eat with Young Do. Sitting with him meant you were his chosen target. He didn't seem threatening, he'd actually been quite pleasant… minus the tripping. Plus, he was close to her mother.

He wouldn't dare picking on me because of my mother. Her cares about her to much.

She hadn't missed the way he smiled when he mentioned her mother. His sharp features had softened making him look almost little boyish. It had been kind of cute.

No, no, no. Not cute. Choi Young Do is the school tormentor and tormentors are not cute. Even if they have the ability to make your mothers heart melt.

She shook the thought from her head but she didn't bother denying he was attractive.

Most people would find him attractive. It's not like I'm the only one.

She didn't see anything wrong with admiring a handsome face. After all, she wasn't stupid. She knew the difference between finding someone attractive and being attracted to someone.

But this still doesn't solve my lunch problem.

Handsome or not she didn't think lunch was a good idea.

Rumors had already spread about her and Choi Young Do before everyone got to class. The boys stared at her and the girls gossiped behind her.

But no one came anywhere near her.

It was like they were afraid to.

—-

She sat with Chan Young and Bo Na during lunch. Bo Na wasn't pleased but after warning her that it still didn't mean they were friends she was peaceful enough.

Choi Young Do wasn't anywhere to be seen.

She had been worried about offending him but relaxed in his absence.

Then her phone rang.

Why would Omma call me know?

—-

He hadn't expected her to join him for lunch but it still didn't leave him any less miffed.

Hee Nam had asked her to watch out for Eun Sang and so far she wasn't making it very easy. She'd been nervous this morning and had avoided him ever since.

She didn't even notice him enter the cafeteria. She just sat there, happily chatting with Chan Young and Bo Na, who suprisinly looked like she was having a good time, not that she would ever admit to it.

We watched them for a few minutes and then dug out his phone.

Maybe she just needs some encouragement.

—-

Eun Sang stared at the phone in her hand.

That brat.

"What was that about?" Chan Young asked.

She left without answering him.

—-

She was seething as she approached his table.

"Ya! You called my Omma!?"

He nodded happily. "You didn't come when I asked nicely. What else was I supposed to do?"

She gripped the chair in front of her. "Sitting with you. What does it mean?"

"It means you're mine."

"Excuse you?"

Kids were staring and but he didn't seem the least bit fazed.

"I'm sure Chan Young already told you how things work around here. The staring is the least of your worries."

She was surprised. She didn't think he'd noticed.

"And judging by this morning he's already told you about me."

It was her turn to nod.

"Has anyone bothered you today?"

He watched her expression turn into one of confusion.

"No." She stopped to bite her lip. "No one even came near me."

"You're a transfer student who showed up out of nowhere without even a uniform to help you blend in. You're exactly the kind of entertainment the kids here love the most," he titled his head back to stare directly into her eyes. "So tell me, can you think of any reason why they won't even come close to you?"

He saw understanding dawn on her. "It's because of you."

"Exactly," he smirked. "As entitled as they are, they all know better than to touch anything that's mine."

He tried to make his expression as earnest as possible.

"I promised your mother I would look out for you. Will you let me?"

She sat.

So he is planning on helping me after all.

It wasn't long before Chan Young showed up. "What are you doing?"

Choi Young Do raised his eyebrow. "What do you think? We're eating lunch."

"Chan Young, it's okay."

He looked incredulous. "It's okay? Wha—"

"Chan Young, stop. It's alright. I'm sitting because I choose to." She smiled as if to prove her point. "Now, go back to Bo Na before she puts a hit out on me for stealing her boyfriend."

Young Do choked on his food.

She giggled.

Chan Young had the decency not to deny the possibility.

He left but only after giving Young Do a warning look. He simply raised his eyebrows in response.

"Do you practice that in the mirror?"

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why would you ask that?! Maybe he didn't hear.

"What?"

Or maybe he did. Well, it's too late to take it back now.

"The eyebrow thing. Do you practice it?"

He raised his other eyebrow.

This time it was out of confusion.

"Do I look like the type of person to do that?"

"Umm hmm."

—-

Lunch was fun.

Eun Sang had effectively broken the ice by accidently asking about his eyebrows. After that they both relaxed and conversation came easily.

He was interesting, the boy with the eyebrows.

She was almost sad when lunch ended.

—-

Lunch had been entertaining.

She had a habit of speaking before thinking about what she was going to say and he had a habit of not caring what he said. It made for good conversation. Much better than he was used to with the other kids who attended Jeguk.

Park Hee Nam's daughter was refreshing.

She was also pleasant to look at.

He was glad he didn't skip school today.

—-

School was over for the day and he wasn't planning on hanging around long. Just long enough to make sure Cha Eun Sang got on her way safely.

Now he just had to find her.

I need to get her number.

He turned around when he felt something collide into him.

Found her.

"Sorry! I didn't expect you to turn."

Her cheeks were red.

"Were you running?"

She bit her lip again.

A wonderful habit.

"Maybe."

"What's so important that you had to run?"

"I had something to ask you. Well, something to ask you for Omma," She chewed on her lip a little. "Since she didn't bring you any lunch boxes this week she wanted to know you'd like to come over for dinner."

—-

She was surprised by how excited he looked.

"What time should I come?"

She hadn't thought to ask Omma that but she was sure she wouldn't mind him coming a little early.

"You could come now if you'd like."

His grin got even bigger.

"I'll take you home then."

Before she could respond he threw a helmet at her.

She eyed his bike cautiously.

"This is yours?"

"Yup."

He swung his leg over the bike. "You can put your hands in my pockets so they don't freeze."

"Oh, okay."

He looked her up and down. "You're scared."

"I am not!" She protested.

"Then get on."

She did.

Once again I just finished this chapter so I apologize for any mistakes. This will most likely be my last update for a while since I'm going out of town for a few days but I hope everyone enjoys it!

Thanks again to everyone who's commented on this story, if it wasn't for you guys I don't think I would have continued this one.