Sorry for taking so long! I had summer classes and my sister kidnapped me and took me swimming! But I finally got this chapter ready for reading. Enjoy!

Yong-Soo stared at himself in the mirror, making sure every major aspect of the new uniform was at least respectable. The uniform was dark green, almost black, with silver buttons and some gold trimming along the shoulders. In the note left by his dad last night, it was an option to wear the hat, but it was mandatory that he would wear it on special occasions (thankfully it wasn't a special occasion). The hat was a plain black hat that was polished up with the school emblem on the front. He decided against wearing it and continued to tie his black, steel-toed army boots.

He left his room and went downstairs towards the living room where he knew his brother and father were waiting. Before he turned the corner into the living room, he overheard a conversation going on between the other two. He saw Hyung already in his uniform, and it was much neater- like OCD neat. And unlike him, Hyung was wearing the hat. Yong-Soo hid behind the wall to listen to the… argument?

"Dad! I'm not leading that idiot around the school!" Hyung was almost ready to start yelling.

"Hyung, you don't have a choice but to!" Their dad seemed to be at his limit with his patience.

"But Dad!" Hyung protested with a whining tone.

"No buts! Now go up stairs, get your brother, and meet me in the car."

Hyung turned around the corner to find a slightly sad Yong-Soo. He was taken aback and was about to say something, but Yong-Soo had already walked away and out the front door.

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Later at the school, after an awkward silence in the car, Yong-Soo and Hyung were walking to their lockers, or at least Hyung was leading him to the right locker. When they got to the locker, Yong-Soo couldn't quite figure out how to open the locker. What kind of school would have five locks on each locker?

Yong-Soo turned around to have a fore arm pressing up against his neck and pushing him into the lockers. When he recovered from the shock, Yong-Soo saw four other students standing beside Hyung, who was the one that shoved him into the lockers.

These students all had that same kind of aura as Hyung. One of them was a big Russian, another was a Chinese man with a pony-tail, another was a Cuban, and last one was a Vietnamese woman. They all had evil smirks, and the Cuban was chuckling.

"So this is the one giving you problems?" The Cuban chuckled.

"What problems? I never started anything!" Yong-Soo pleaded.

"He says he didn't start anything, yes? Let's make him suffer more, da?" spoke the Russian.

Yong-Soo remembered what Hyung had said last night. Me and my friends are going to run you through hell and back. Great, he's going to live in hell.

But then a sudden voice interrupted the commotion. "Leave him alone villains! The hero is going to kick your ass!"

They all looked over to see an American, a British man, a French man, and a Canadian standing all around them, blocking off all of the hallways. The five around Yong-Soo simply glared at them until the Vietnamese woman gave an unimpressed laugh. "Fine. Take him. See if we care."

The American went over, grabbed Yong-Soo, and pulled him away from the antagonists. When they just got out of the crowd, Yong-Soo felt a boot on his back that in which kicked him straight to the ground. Yong-Soo caught a glimpse of the boot, which had a small silver imprint of a hammer and sickle surrounded by a star. He had only seen one of these boots like that, and it was the one from the door of last night.

Without thinking, Yong-Soo stood up and walked over to his brother. Hyung was slightly impressed by his brother's comeback, but it was quickly erased and replaced with pure annoyance. After a few seconds, Yong-Soo felt like a demon had awakened, because he then slapped his brother across the face so hard that not only did it leave a mark, but it also made Hyung fall to the ground. Everyone went silent.

On his hands and knees with his mouth open in astonishment, and his hand touching his redden cheek, Hyung barely made an audible "ow". Yong-Soo was wide eyed at the sight and looked down at his hand that struck his brother, which was red from the slap. When he looked back up, Hyung had the eviler-than-the-devil look, which apparently everyone saw cause they all backed up. Hyung glared at Yong-Soo as he stood up. As if both had the same brain, the twins lunged at each other.

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Nearly three minutes passed before the others even dared to break up the fight. Both boys were covered with bruises from the onslaught of punches and kicks. They both even had their fare share of swearing at each other when they were tearing at the other.

When the Russian and American tried to yank the Koreans apart they both yelped in pain. On closer inspection, the twins had gotten their hair curls tangled up to the point where it would take a good half hour to separate.

"This is bloody bad… no pun intended." The British student spoke while investigating the entangled curls.

"It will get worse if you don't get to my office," spoke Mr. Im, who just so happened to have seen the entire scene.

They all looked over to see Mr. Im standing with his arms crossed and a serious look on his face.

"What are you waiting for? I gave an order so you have to obey." Mr. Im walked over to his sons and led them by the curls to the office with the others trailing behind.

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Both boys were sitting in their dad's office side by side as their dad lectured them as well as getting the curls separated. The other students had already been sent off.

"Honestly, I leave you both alone for twenty minutes and not only beaten each other senseless, but you dragged in the other students as well. I'm ashamed of both of you. Now how did these curls get so… ah, there we go." As soon as the curls were separated, the twins gingerly rubbed the bases of their curls as they listened to Principle Im.

"Now, you got an hour before first period starts, so go to the nurse and clean up. You both will get more lectures at home."

After both boys stood up, Yong-Soo finally realized, "Today's Daylight Savings Time, isn't it? Which means we fall back an hour, and we came early, didn't we?"

Mr. Im smirked a bit and nodded his head.

"… Which means you had everything right down to the fight as a set up, didn't you?" questioned Hyung.

Mr. Im lost control of laughter and would have rolled on the floor from laughing so hard. "I was just waiting for you two to figure that out! Anyways get going."

The twins were practically stunned to find their dad had staged everything, and now they were wondering what time it really was. Hyung, however, was not just going to let a fight, even if it was staged, slide by. He leaned over to Yong-Soo and whispered, "You'll be dead before the end of the week."

Yong-Soo felt so terrible now. He just made new enemies, gotten into a fight, lectured, then finding out it was just a joke all before first period even started. Could it get any worse?

I hope this made up for the long waiting. Aren't Hyung and Yong-Soo just sweet little angels in this chapter?

ATTENTION: I need help in choosing a name for Cuba. If in your reviews you could find me a name fitting for Cuba I would really appreciate it.

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