The first day of my new school and I’m nervous. I recently started my new job as a model so I don’t think people will recognize me. I head over to the teachers office where I state my name and grade to a staff on hand and they pointed me to Mr.Lee my homeroom teacher. He was a shaggy man, with a little goatee, a small mustache, hair covering his eyes. It was curly and black with bits of of gray he looked like was in his early 30s late 20s.
"who da we got 'ere?" he asked. The staff then said my name and that I was his student and he sighed and then led me to the classroom. On the way there I noticed that the school had a large field lined with stubby schrubs all in a row. Where people were sitting against. I notice as we turn a corner the horrid smell of smoke, Mr. Lee must have smelled it too because as soon as I was about to say something, he ran towards the restroom and started yelling at kids for smoking on school property. It was funny I'll admit.
As we walk to the I enter the classroom I feel nervous, what if they don’t like me? What if I look old to them? after all they are infants compared to me. I want to get along with everyone like I do with the kids. Speaking of that it's yong-ho's birthday today. I should buy him a cake after school to celebrate.
As the teacher introduces me I heard a girl yelling, “That's Bon-Hwa Kim!! OMG I can’t believe it! I read all of the magazines you’re in I love you!!” People start whispering as if they just recognized me, the girls in class then start whispering to each other while stealing a glance at me every now and then. The guys look dispeasled at hearing I was a model. Then, out of the blue, I felt bloodlust.
Turning to see a boy with large, ruby red eyes on porcelain skin, chestnut hair to complement and tone everything down. He looked like a doll. He looked away as quick as he could I wondered what his name was.
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