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The shy , introvert girl that sitting at the back of the class silently crouches down to answer her manager call. "What? I'm still in class", the girl whispering , hoping that no one paid attention to her. "Don't forget that you have an interview this evening with Time Magazine", her manager speak up as well as letting her know her schedule. " I know. See you later", the girl hung up quickly and paid more attention to the chemistry class. After all , it were her least liked subject. The girl didn't looked like your 'typical' nerd type. She did wear a glasses yet she still look beautiful and she's quite popular herself at the school. People called her as "Odd Nerd" as not only she almost scores all the subjects but she also actives for her extra curriculum activities. She's basically the type of girl that guys would chase for yet she would always turns them down. Even though her popularity are high enough , there are still some people who hates her guts and would try anything to get rid of her from this school. Not knowing this things actually happened everyday , the girl just going through her day just like usual. It is different for the guy who have been helping her silently. Who is it? Let it be a secret for now ;)

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SIHS - Seoul International High School

"Mom!!! Aishh , sometimes you need to know that this daughter of yours always missed her own alarm clocks. Why didn't you help me to wake up then? Do you know how many minutes I spend every morning to get myself perfectly ready for school?", the rambling went on and on right after the girl step into the kitchen hall seeing her mother untying her apron.

" Aigooo this daughter of mine. You are beautiful but your mouths runs pretty good too. No wonder you still didn't have any boyfriend until now", the mother don't really care and even make a jokes about her own daughter life. Well , that's what happened when you are too close with your own mother.

"Mom!! Haihhh that's unfair because you know that I ended up still loving you even if I stay nagging at you for the whole day or perhaps the whole week", the girl reply to her mom jokes while tying up her shoelaces.

" Here. I already make your lunch box for you to eat at lunch later on. Do know that I love you okay?", her mom chuckles as she ruffles her daughter silky hair.

"MOM!!! I TOOK 30 MINUTES TO GET--- I sincerely give up. You did this every single day and I still ended up fixing this later", the girl let out a deep sigh yet getting up , grab the lunch box and kiss her mother cheeks.

Her mother laughs a bit loud this time as her daughter getting into the car and slowly drive away from their home. Not really far from their home are the girl high school , known as Seoul International High School.

This high school is an elite school that mostly were attended by those who have a positions in politics , business or any major companies. Other than that , many International students from abroad came to studies in this school too. It is known that if any graduated students from this high school would get many recommendations from University to join them.

? POV

It is not a surprised that I get to attend this high school. After all , my mom companies sure elite enough to have me studying in here.

Ouh! I haven't introduce myself yet to the readers!! My name is Oh Haru and I'm 18 years old , attending this elite high school and hehe , secret ;)

My name sounds like a boy name since my late dad really want me to use this name and from what I heard , my mom let him registered me under this name when I was born later on.

I have built myself a brand of my own company from the pocket money that I have been saving , away from my mother knowing though the brand has been widely used in South Korea.

I think that's enough about me. Let's go on with the story.

End POV

I arrived just on time as I heard my homeroom teachers called out my name.

"Oh Haru?", is what I heard from outside of my class.

" Here!!", I said as I harshly open the door , panting heavily from all the running that I did to come to the class. The homeroom teacher , Mrs. Jung sighs and ticked my name.

"Don't break the door next time , Haru", Mrs. Jung reminds me as I chuckles and sitting down.

The class finally went on after the morning call ended.