4 Chapter 4

"Annyeonghaseyo, Kim Hwa Young-imnida." I introduced myself in front of the class.

"Annyeonghaseyo, Kim Min Jun-imnida." The douchebag introduced himself.

We've come here in Korea to pretend that we are high school students. Our mission is to assassinate the president of this school. According to the details the Oyabun gave me, the president was part of the Sairento hanzai-sha before, but he lent money from the Hirohito and months after, he relinquished the division. The Oyabun was very furious and traced him all the way here.

So, he is a debtor and a traitor all in one.

"Ilbon-eseo wassni?" (Are you from Japan?) Asked by one of the students.

"Ne." (Yes.) Daisuke answered.

I really want to roll my eyes. I'm fucking 28 years old and I still pretend I'm a high school student. Thank God I'm petite and just some retouch, I really look so young.

I'm really amazed sometimes how cosmetics can really change your face. That's why it is one of our classes in high school.

I can be an old lady, an adult woman, anyone my body can imitate. Except for being a child or being a baby though. That would be too obvious, duh.

"Hyeongje jamae?" (Brother and sister?) Asked again by someone in the class.

"Ne, dangsin-i maj-ayo." (Yes, you're right.) I answered.

Pretending to be related with this douchebag is the least I wanted in my entire life, but here I am.

"Okay, yedeura hajima."(Okay, everyone stop now.) The teacher said. Then he faced us. "Dangsin-eun jigeum anj-eul su issseubnida" (You can sit now.)

We bowed of about 45 degrees and sit on our desk.

"Annyeonghaseyo, naneun, Lee Min Young-imnida." My seatmate introduced herself to me.

I looked at her. Pretty clothes, cute ribbons on her hair, but unbuttoned jacket.

I looked around and saw girls giggling while using their phones. They are looking at Min Young while typing.

At first, I thought they are probably bullying Min Young, but when I looked on what they are wearing, I smirked.

"Anmoolangoong." (I didn't ask and I don't care.) I said.

Their eyes widened and started to look at her friends.

Yep, they're friends.

"Dangsin-eun meosjyeoyo."(You're cool.) She whispered.

When the class ended, I just stared at my workbook and pretend I am studying.

"Ya! Jeomsim meogja!"(Hey! Let's have lunch!) The girl who talked to me a while ago approached me.

I acted that I am happy and smiled genuinely.

We immediately went to the cafeteria.

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I looked around and saw Daisuke eating with three guys on the table. We looked at each other and nodded.

He is observing, I see.

We sat on another table together with Min-young and her friends.

"On your 3 o'clock, someone staring at you." I whispered while not looking at him. We are just using earpiece for us to communicate.

"She seems harmless, Nak." He retorted.

I rolled my eyes. Argh. Idiot.

"Of course, the real target will seem harmless. What were you thinking? Like barbie villain who were so dark that you will instantly know that she's the antagonist? Are you that idiot, Daisuke?" I retaliated while still smiling. I don't want these bitches to notice that I am talking to someone.

Thank God they are busy talking about something stupid.

Surprisingly, he chuckled. Argh, douchebag.

"Too much hate on barbies, I see." He smirked.

"Oneul bam chimaek meogja!" (Let's have chimaek tonight!) Min-young suddenly invited me.

I smiled and nodded.

Students these days really like using slang words. From what I know, Chimaek is a Korean slang for Chicken Maekju, which means Chicken Beer.

"Ya, wae hangug-eoe yuchanghabnikka?"(Hey, Why are you fluent in Korean?) Some of Min-Young's friends asked me.

"Naneun yeogie gagi jeon-e baewossda."(I learned before going here.) I said.

They all nodded then suddenly Min-Young's other friend whined.

"Omo,eotteoke? Naneun jib-e jigab-eul namgyeossda."(Oh my, what to do? I left my wallet at home.)

Then Min-Young smirked and looked at the girl walking at one o' clock on our point of view.

"Ya, geogjeongma. Jigab-i yeogiga." (Hey, don't worry, the wallet is here.) They smiled at the girl.

The girl looked at me and to them.

*****

We are now at the Karaoke bar and they are fucking loud. Argh I hate this, but regardless of what I'm feeling inside, I still smiled and pretend myself to enjoy.

But as I've noticed, the girl who paid this room is not here.

I smell something fishy but I ignored it. The hell I care.

I went outside to get some fresh air and call Daisuke but I heard Eun Hye, the girl they called wallet, talking to the cashier.

As what I've understood, she's complaining of how much she is going to pay.

Not blaming her though, those bitches spend too much on food and beer like they own the money.

"Igeos-eun naui wolbyeol sudang-ibnida." (This is my monthly allowance.) Eun Hye cried while looking at her card.

She was about to go out when she saw me. Her eyes widened and walked towards me.

"Jebal geudeul-ege mal hajima. Jib-e gago sip-eo." (Please don't tell them. I want to go home.)

She keeps pleading and I just stared at her.

"Museun il-iya?"(What's happening?) I asked trying to be innocent even though I know what's happening here.

Then she said what they did to her.

It's not really bullying though. They don't force her. It's just that, she can't say no to them.

"Wae seonsaengnim-ege bulpyeonghaji anhseubnikka?"(Why not complain to your teacher?)

"Min-yeong-ui abeojineun ganglyeoghada. Geunyeowa ssaumyeon, dangsin-eun daetonglyeong-ui samusillo idonghabnida."(Min-young's father is powerful. If you fight with her, you will go to president's office.)

Daetonglyeong? The president? I smirked. Looks like this mission will be finished earlier, I guess.

"Geudeul-egeseo meolli tteol-eojisibsio." (Stay away from them.) She held my hand. "Geudeul-eun dangsin-eul nacheoleom daehal su issseubnida." (They can treat you like me.)

I let go of her hands. "Not if I don't allow them." I said firmly.

"Jib-ega." (Go home.) I ordered here before going outside.

Then I called Daisuke,

"What?" He answered with a sleepy voice.

"I have a plan, Daisuke dear." I smirked.

He was silent for a moment and I thought he hang up so I looked at my phone screen and I raised my eyebrows when I saw he is still on the line.

"Hey, douchebag. Talk." I grunted. Don't tell me he is sleeping?

"Y-yeah."

I rolled my eyes. Possibly he's really sleeping while calling me.

Psh. Uzai yaro.

"Wait for me, I'm on my way."