THREE - MAYAKO.

                                    

                                          
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mayako's pov.
                          
honestly, i was really shocked when i discovered that a kpop group would be attending high school with me. i hoped i could befriend them and tell them that i'm also an idol in japan. 
                          
as a plus, they should be really attractive so it shouldn't be too hard for me to get to know them. wiNk wOnK.
                          
one of the boys was joining my class. the teacher told him to introduce himself, so he stood, and suddenly, it was like spotlights hit him. 
                          
i was right. he was gorgeous.
                          
"um, hello, i'm the leader of ateez, kim hongjoong." even his voice was pretty. he bowed then picked a seat as everyone clapped, including me.
                          
but he happened to choose the seat beside me. luck was on my side.
                          
i took a deep breath. "hi! i'm sato mayako!"
                          
he turned around and waved, "hi," then turned back again.
                          
"ah, hongjoong?"
                          
"yeah?"
                          
"i'll... uh, tour you around the school and i'll um... treat you to ice cream!" i peeped. i felt a little embarrassed at how intense i was acting, until he smiled.

                          
"you don't have to bribe me." he nodded. "after school is fine."
                          
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"so how'd you end up here? at the celebrities academy, i mean." he asked, as we walked through the bright campus after school that day. his hands were in his pockets as i fidgeted with my backpack straps. 
                          
my face brightened, "i'm a jpop idol!"
                          
"really? wanna sing me a song?" he inquired and bumped my elbow.
                          
"i-i, uh, well—"
                          
"don't worry," he chuckled softly. "you don't have to. just wanted to see your face."
                          
i frowned playfully and hit his arm. it was like we were so close already. "hey! don't bully me,"
                          
he smiled again, "sorry, cutie."

                          
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