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"Alright, Yona and Shin-ah," Kija boomed from the front of the class. Both students tipped their heads up watching him as he gathered some papers. "These are just some forms that Shin-ah has to fill out before the end of the day. Come back to class when you are done and that's it. Easy enough," the chipper president smiled laying the papers on Ik-su's desk.

Hak watched as Yona began to squirm in her seat. Stupid snake. What did he expect? For her to be fine walking up in front of all of their classmates? Hadn't he seen how everyone looked at her when she walked in because he sure noticed. Damn, he even felt awkward and nervous and no one even batted an eyelash at him. Everyone had locked onto her. It made him mad and he had to admit, protective. Why couldn't people just mind their own business. Her life wasn't there to be watched and commentated on by people who didn't even know her. These people didn't know what she was going through.

He watched as the chair in front of her slowly scrapped across the fake tile floor. Now everyone was watching as Shin-ah grabbed the papers from the desk and walked back over to the red head. He cocked his head slightly to the right as he watched her take the papers. Smiling she neatly stuffed them in her bag. Before she could even finish the new blue haired man held out his hand for her.

"What the hell," he heard the newly rejected teenage girl grumble. Teenage jealousy was petty. Hak rolled his eyes. Gods, people irritated him way too easily. Shrugging off the irritation he watched as her small hand fell into Shin-ahs. This got his blood boiling. Well even more then it was at this point. Don't touch her, he thought still noticing their hands. Why did Kija have her show him around? The class would be fine holding itself down for a couple hours. Wow, talk about petty, a voice scolded in his head. Yona dropped his hand after she stood up a small blush dancing over her cheeks. Blood pumping faster he watched as she turned to him.

"I don't know when I will be done," she admitted obviously trying to hide her blush.

"Just call me. I've got things to do around here anyway," he smiled standing up. He gave her a quick hug and squeezed her hand reassuring her that he wouldn't be hard to find. She nodded her blush burning into her face. That's what he wanted to see. Yona, blushing at his touch. With one last good-bye he sat down and watched her leave. Not even a second after the door closed Kija cleared his throat bringing everyone back to reality.

"All right. We have something that we need to discuss today." His face going from cheery to stressed. "Ik-su will not be in today as I told all of you he is in a meeting. School will be shortened to half a day." Cheers rang out from his classmates.

"Half a day?" Turning his head he saw the green haired classmate lift his head. Eyes half closed he grabbed his bag from the floor. "We..ll…" He yawned, "That's my cue to leave."

"Jae-ha sit down you can't leave. I told you we have something important to talk about," he scolded.

"I'm already up and out the door," he replied his long green hair the only thing that was visible in the room.

Pressing his thumb to the bridge of his nose he sighed. Losing your touch? Hak thought smirking.

"As I'm sure you are all aware, Principal Il has passed away."

"Don't you mean murdered?" A random classmate interjected. With the comment the entire class erupted with sighs and head nods. He even hear a silent couple cheers. Clenching his fist, Hak tried to breath slowly. His classmates where going to kill him.

A light bulb went off in his head. That's why he had asked Yona, Hak told himself, feeling a little bit ashamed at his initial reaction.

"Hey! Settle down!" the president yelled on deaf ears.

"Listen!" He watched as Soo-won stood up, the entire class watching his former friend make a scene. "This is serious." He continued. "Principal Il was a good man and he deserves respect. It's unfortunate that this had to happen." Hak rolled his eyes. This was going to be interesting,

"How can you guys just sit here and act like nothing happened. All of you jut sitting and even some of you laughing. Do you all not understand the magnitude of what has happened?" Soo-wons voice rose. Hak covered his mouth to hide the smile that had started to show. This guy was nuts. Either that or he was trying to make himself feel better about what happened.

"Alright. Sit down now," Kija yelled rolling his eyes. It seemed he was also feed up with Soo-won. The moment he sat down Hak stood up.

"O gods. Please don't make a speech Hak," Kija sighed lazily putting his head on the desk.

"Actually I have things to do with uhhh.." He paused for a moment trying to remember his classmates name. "Jae-ha?" the president helped while Hak kept snapping his fingers; like it would help him remember a name he had never heard. Brushing his hands threw his ice white hair the presidents let out a sigh and waved his hand for Hak to leave. It was obvious that Kija didn't want to waste anymore time. He could get used to the president letting him do what he wanted.

Shutting the door behind him, he let his head scan the hallway, making sure he didn't run into anyone. Grabbing his phone out of his pocket he started dialing the first number in his contacts. He started to walking towards the back of the school where he could get the most privacy. After three rings the gruff voice over the phone answered.

"What can I do for you Hak?" Son Mundok's voice rang in his ear.

"Yona is showing a new kid around the school today. I'm not sure how long she will be but I thought we could meet up." He walked out into the warm sunlight, instantly relaxing his shoulders.

"First off why is she at school?" His fathers voice growing louder with irritation. "I told you she needs to stay home. Second, why is she showing a kid around school? Third, why is she at school? You know how she gets."

Leaning against a tree Hak shouldered his backpack off.

"She wanted to go. She wants to show how strong she is. I can't be the one to hold her back from that."

"You're a good man Hak, but you're also as dense as a fucking brick," he grumbled. He smiled at this. Their relationship was this constant push and pull of almost compliments and mostly insults. "Okay. I'll meet you at her house. I'm a little busy with your brothers right now. Little shits. They're turning into you." He heard a laugh escape the other mans lips.

"I don't know what to do with you guys."

"I'm sure that we love you too…" He paused his eyes moving like he was searching for information. "Maybe. I'll have to talk to them."

"Laugh all you want. How does six tonight work?"

"That's perfect." the youth answered.

"Good. Just so you know we have to talk to her about the funeral." His heart sank at the words spoken. Crap. Him and his father had started planning it the night of the accident. There was so much that needed to be done. Guest's needed to be invited, an obituary needed to be written, a urn had to purchased and they had to find a venue. Barley two days had passed and they had about a week's worth of things to get done. He hadn't brought up the subject to his beauty. This wasn't something that he was really decent at. He also hated to see her cry.

"Alright."

"Good. I'll see you two tonight." With that the other end went silent.

Closing his phone Hak noticed Jae-ha sitting on the cement wall that surrounded the school. It looked like he was watching something. How he got up the wall was beyond him. It had to be over twenty feet tall. He was curious now. Turning around he noticed the tree behind him. It reached over the wall. Shrugging his shoulders he climbed up the tree. About half-way up a branch snapped beneath his feet, but luckily for him he had a good grip on the sturdier branches above him. Carefully, he firmly planted one foot on the wall and gave himself a push, now both feet on brown cement. Nailed it, he patted himself on the shoulder. As he made his way over he saw the gym class running a lap around the field. He sat down, making sure not to sit on the mans long green hair.

"That tree was a real bitch," he noted.

"Is that how you got up here? I just jumped."

Hak had to make sure that his eye's didn't completely bulge out. "Really?"

"Yea. It's a gift."

"I see." Silence fell between the two.

"I come here to people watch," Jae-ha spoke.

"How does that work out for you?"

"Well, it's a new year and this is the freshman class so its been pretty entreating." As they where talking a group of girls walked underneath their spot.

"Hi Jae-ha!" One of the girls squealed.

"How are you ladies today?" He gave a dazzling smile that would even make Hak dropped his pants.

"Amazing," one of the smaller girls answered.

"Yea. It's nice to have a half day, but I have a lot of homework," A girl with a big bust pouted.

"Cheer up now," he laughed.

"I will if you come with us to the arcade tonight," she almost purred. "You can also bring your friend."

"He's pretty cute isn't he?" He slammed his hands on Hak's back. He was surprised when he felt some air get knocked out of him. He was strong and could pretty much fly.

"We would love to but we have things we have to do tonight. Right?"

"Super busy," Hak shrugged.

"Awww come on," big bust girl whined. "Just a couple hours?"

"Another time," he stood up. "I promise."

"I wont forget," batting her eyelashes she readjusted. Waving goodbye the girls walked off laughing.

"Does that happen a lot?" Hak asked surprised by how bold those girls where.
"Yea," Jae-ha tucked his hands behind his head, stretching. "You get used to it."

"Well, I'll be going. See you around Hak," he jumped down, landing softly.

"Bye," he waved shortly.

The bell rang and he watched as the students swarmed out of classes. He watched as a group of boys checked out the hot art teacher. She was from America and was instantly popular with her blonde hair, red lips and of course huge bust. It must suck to be a teacher. Teenagers where hard to handle. A group of teachers caught his attention. All had somber looks on their faces as they headed down the hall. He followed them as they entered principals Ils office. One had a box with a name on it. Squinting hard he saw the blurry name, Yona. They where cleaning out his office. They probably just wanted to get it done and over with. It made sense that Yona would be getting his stuff. Obviously she is his daughter, he fought with himself.

Hak decided that he was tired and stood up brushing off the back of his pants. A head of fire red hair caught his attention. He saw Yona walking with the new student. They where really close he noticed, again his jealousy wrapping around his brain. She was smiling, wait, laughing. He smiled. He loved her laugh. Sometimes she would snort. It wasn't hard to do most of the time. She laughed at everything he said, even if he was being serious. He walked back over to the tree and climbed down making sure to not fall. For some reason he trusted the new student. Picking up his back pack he texted her.

Son Mundok is coming over tonight 6. When should I meet up with you?

Instantly she responded.

I'm going to be busy until then. I can get home safe. Don't worry! I miss you. See you later.

Small butterflys started to play with his stomach as he walked home a big goofy grin plastered across his face.