IT WAS ANOTHER DAY AT SCHOOL AND the stygian haired female felt giddy eternally. She really fancied on wasting blobs of transparent liquid to trickle down her porcelain face,  just to be in school. She has always classed "school" as her second home, as it was very dear to her. She is the type of pupil who always loves to carry a pile of arduous homeworks right at her back with still manifesting her radiant pearly whites, despite the monostrosity of schoolwork given to all pupils.

Kim Jisoo, as expected, was acing each and every school related monostrosity assigned to her. The amount of the golden hours she consumed on just turning several modules to proofread the bolded comic sans neatly printed in the unpigmented pages was astronomical; she has always manages her interval of time wisely unlike the other students from her school, who was basically the anthesis of the pupil she is.

Her classmates were not even close of possessing Jisoo's characteristics of having that passion and dedication unflickering through her pure soul when it comes to studies. And due to this, the stygian haired female has carried on this label for years and yet, there she stood sturdy, with a proud chin held high to the welkins and brought the title of: The teacher's pet.

Several or perhaps the majority of the pupils from her school always casts her out just because she was labelled as teacher's pet. They would always assume that she was no fun to talk to. So in short, she really doesn't have a good amount of friends; nor does she need them.

Speaking of friends, because she was wise as a nocturnal owl and smart as a whip, she had earned some fake friends. Only calling her for their needs in schoolwork but when she turns her back just for a sharp second, everything changes. She heaved out a sigh. Quality over quantity.

Jisoo was always aware that she was labelled the teacher's pet, but she doesn't care one bit. Could she blame herself that she was just too smart? She never had that agitating arrogance and did not want to brag about her achievements in school; although no one had dared even approach her to at least tell her they wanted to be friends, she brushed it off and still wore an effulgent grin, even through thick and thin.

You guys just don't study hard. She internally thought, blobbing her head sideways in disapproval. After all, studying is a lot more significant so she did not associate herself with those highschool dramas; as her classmates would say to her, she was no fun.

Jisoo headed to her classroom and went to her usual seat; in the bottom corner far from her classmates, an accustomed placement.

Pushing her gleaming glasses closer to the bridge of her pointed nose, Jisoo heaved out another sigh. Let's get this bread. She began to read her history module and made up possible questions in her mind for their history test for at least, the one hundredth time of the day to be precise. No exaggeration.

And she had planned it already; she knows how to manage her time wisely. She always comes early at school. Two interval of hours before the said time of thr beginning of their school hours and yet, she was already there. She was that responsible.

She began to review just to make sure she will ace the test; even it was rest assured she will.

After approximately two hours of waiting for the bell to ring, their professor came in, giving a small smile to Jisoo. Her classmates looked at them in boredom. The majority of them even thought that some teachers were real biased to Jisoo.

"Good morning class!" The professor greeted but as usual, the students greeted her with a synchronized greetings, but it was obvious that their voices would always lack the enthusiasm that was supposed to be laced in it. The only thing that delighted the newly arrived professor was Jisoo's voice. It was already expected that she was one of those students that could keep her chin up despite entering a calamity called school.

Jisoo saw the professor going towards her way so she attentively sat down straight, fixing her posture, sweeping away strands of her stygian hair before showing her pearly whites that shone bright than light to her professor.

"Good morning Miss Park!" Jisoo grinned, bowing her head slightly.

The professor reciprocated the smile.

"Good morning Jisoo! Can I talk to you?" The prof asked as Jisoo furrowed her eyebrows but managed to nod. "You're talking to me already, Ms. Park." Jisoo jokingly said as the elderly let out a soft chuckle before turning to the whole class.

The professor looked at the class as she shook her head in mere disappointment due to some students whom were on the ground sleeping. A fee were already chatting away as the elder heard their voices that were unsynchronized. Some who still has etiquette waved to her, whilst the other brought out their books as soon as she dropped the statement,

"Class, I will be back in a few."

With that said, Jisoo followed her professor until they stopped into the principal's office which made Jisoo's bright smile turn into a frown.

What's going on? Jisoo nervously thought.

"Jisoo come with me, we will discuss some things." The professor said not breaking eye contact whereas Jisoo frowned. "Professor, if I may ask, what things?" She hesitantly asked whereas the professor gave her a small smile, showing that it was a positive thing, at least.

"You, Kim Jisoo are going to be transferred to a new school." The professor verbalized, cackling out an approved grin leaving the aforementioned stop from her tracks in a moment, different feelings rushing through her heart, too many that she couldn't comprehend. And for the first time in Jisoo's school history, she danced the night away thinking that the new school was no different from this.

She already imagined that the new school couldn't possibly affect her in any way—

—oh but let me tell you, she should enjoy her happy days while it lasts.

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