His Secret Princess {MONSTA X's Wonho}

Chapter 5

My Eyes Have Been Blessed

YeonA's POV

"Thank you for that," the teacher turned back around amd wrote something on a piece of paper.

"Since your classes may seem weird, I'm only going to tell you mine. Every day is something new, no one learns something that the other person doesn't know."

She opened her laptop and typed something out. "The reason for this is because those six students were chosen as the least skilled in Language Arts," while she was talking, she did her hand movements like all professor's did whenever they were talking to their class.

"On Tuesday's and Thursday's is when I'll only be working with them six. But for the other three days, they'll learn the exact same thing as the rest," she smiled before turning on her projector.

"Since we won't be getting the books till next Monday, for now try to see the board as much as you can," she said from her desk before going to an online book.

She stood up and started the lesson, "take out at least two sheets of paper, a pen and a highlighter..."

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It was already 10:25 when the teacher had stopped the lesson. "Make sure you all be prepared on Wednesday."

The whole class then talked amongst themselves for the next five minutes. "What do we do after school? I mean with the whole Mingyu-bad boy whatever," Lucy started.

"Well you both end class at four in the afternoon, while I end class today at two, and we made a rule saying no one will be in the dorm alone with him," she reminded us.

"Well then," I started but instead my attention was interrupted when the boys *cough* men *cough* across from us were arguing over who has more abs or whose abs is more visible.

"What?" Both Lucy and Minji saw my reaction and turned around to what I was looking at. So when they did, both their mouths dropped.

"They all," Minji started, "have abs," Lucy finished the sentence. "Dude, I think my eyes have been blessed!" Lucy whispered, afraid that any of them might hear.

"Me too," I said right after. "Me three," followed by Minji. Suddenly the bell rang, dismissing the class.

"Next is Algebra II, in which we all have together," Lucy informed and packed up her stuff. So Minji and I did too, leaving our seats and heading down the aisle.

"Professor Choi?" Lucy nodded, entered our next class. But to no luck, there was hardly any room, "s**t where do we sit?" Lucy cursed out loud.

As more students came in, there was less seats. Now there's three seats left, but they're all separated. "Let's just hope for tomorrow-" I started but they both went and got the two seats that were towards the bottom.

"So much for friends," I sarcastically said and looked at the last seat, all the way to the top. It's only been three minutes, and everyone's already here I thought to myself.

I mentally cursed at them both and just made my way up the aisle. I noticed all eyes were on me, I then started hearing whispers, but I didn't pay attention to them as I was only looking at the seat that was getting nearer and nearer.

When I finally sat down, I turn my head to both sides to see that I was in the roll where it was just boys. "Kill me now," I secretly begged and covered my face with my palms.

"Pst," I turn my head to the side to see a green haired man, "don't worry. Eventually you'll get used to it." He smiled and winked at me.

"Oh by the way," he held out his hand for me to shake, "my name is Suga." I smile back and accept his hand shake, "my name is Kim YeonA."

(A/N: I know that Suga is "not at the age" to be in university, but there's a point to why he's there in the first place.)

"I like your hair," I tell him and adored it more. "I like your smile," this just made my smile grow. "Ah, thanks," I didn't what else to say except that.

The door opened and in came in a man, who looks HANDSOME enough to be our professor. "Alright class, as you all may know me, I will be your professor for Algebra II, Professor Choi Seungcheol, you can just call me Professor Choi, or if I have any fans in here," he smirked, "you can call me S.Coups Oppa." He winked and smiled before turning to the board.

The I heard some screams coming from "CARATS", as SEVENTEEN calls them. I ignored their "callings" and just paid attention to what Professor Choi was writing.

(A/N: Seungcheol is my bias in SVT, so that's why he's one of the professors. And for Professor Park (Park Shine Hye) she's my favorite female actress just like Professor Min, who is Lee Min Ho, is my favorite male actor.)

Then sudden realisation hits me. "Wait," I turn to my right to see Suga. "Oh my god, you're Suga from BTS. Min Yoongi. How come I didn't realise you were that Suga?"

"You see, YeonA, when someone is too nervous or too worried, they forget what's around them. Thus they don't know who's really beside them," he smiled. So then I look to his right to see if I was going to die or not.

"Don't worry, you won't die if you look this way," Suga said ans points the direction opposite from where I'm looking. So I follow his gaze to see two more members.

"What. Is. Happening?" I asked, more to myself. "There's a reason why this school is crowded with idols and non-idols," I turn to face him, "we're here for a reason."

"And what's that?" I asked him, but he just shrugs and smirks. He turns his attention from me to the board, where Professor Choi was giving Suga the looks.

"Sorry Professor Choi!" Suga said it like if it was no big deal that an idol was talking to another idol in public just like that. Professor Choi playfully rolled his eyes and turns his attention back to his writings.

"Just don't feel pressure." That was the last thing Suga said to me throughout the entire class. After class was over, I packed my stuff and went down the aisle to where Lucy ans Minji were waiting.

"I'm guessing this is where we split up?" Minji asked, which only got a response from Lucy, "only you because we both have free periods." Minji awkwardly smiled and walked away from us.

Minji's POV

Walking into Physics class, I see all eyes on me. I sort of expected them to. Seeing a girl with suspenders, glasses, braces, and short isn't anyone's style.

I'm kind of surprised YeonA and Lucy didn't have the same reaction as them, but I'm also thankful that they didn't.

Growing up, I never really had actual friends. I grew in a household full of 9 siblings, including me that's ten.

First, my mother had two kids, a boy and girl name Ander (Alexander) and Andra (Alexandra). Both from an American man. Right now, he's twenty five, and she's twenty four.

Then she had three more kids, two male twins (Xino and Ximo) and a girl, Xinoki. The twins currently are twenty-four while the girl is twenty-three. All three with a Japanese man.

Then she had three more, my brother, Mino who's twenty-two, then me who's twenty-one, then my sister, Mina who's twenty-one. My father's name is Min Minseok Myun (3 M's).

Then they adapted two, both siblings. The female's name used to be Yen. My mother thought that it's too simple, so she changed it to Yenhwua. The the male was Men, in which she also changed to Menhwua.

The reason why I look the way I do is because no one paid attention to me. It's either "Japanese Kids" or "American Kids" or "Chinese Kids." Never "Korean Kids" because they see "our kind" everywhere.

Yeah it sounds dumb if you ask me. So I try to where more so that they can pay attention to me more. But the only thing I get from them is "Minji, nice suspenders." While for my oldest sister, "Andra, that shirt really suits your green hair, especially your emerald eyes."

So every month, I change my hair color to crazy colors. Like one month I'll have green hair while the next I'll have royal blue with purple lilac tips, then pink and black, etc.

I try and try to make myself stand out as much as I can, but all I get is "Nice clothes Minji" and it gets so ANNOYING AND IRRITATING AND-

"I didn't know I had this class with you," a voice just interrupted my thoughts. So I turned to my right to see the "bad boy" smirking at me.

"What? Did you forget who I was?" He sat down on the chair right beside mine. I wanted to ask him what he was doing here, but I don't have the guts to.

I ignored his question and faced the front to where our teacher, Professor Jung, was too busy typing something out on the computer.

"Minji, right?" I turn to him and nod my head, turning back to the front. "Oh that's right, you're the shy one!" He clapped his hands and banged the desk, getting the attention of all thirty students - including me.

"What was that, Mingyu?" All heads turn to Mingyu again, including the teacher this time. "Ah nothing," Mingyu popped a gum inside his mouth, crossed his arms and feet, and sat all the way back now looking more like "bad-boy."

YeonA's POV

"Poor her," Lucy comments as we see Minji disappearing into the hallway we just passed by.

"Why?" I ask her and open the door for the food court that's located on campus. "Because the way she's dressed." I look at her with my motherly face.

"Are you making fun of her?" She quickly shakes her head, "no that's not what I mean. What I mean is that people nowadays are more judgy on people's looks and not their personality." She corrected herself.

"That may be true, but I'm pretty sure that she'll at least have one more friend," I told her and picked a seat towards the center of the food court.

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Walking into the dance studio, there was first around twenty kids. Then after the other bell rang, there was now around forty people.

"Hey, I heard that Shownu will be here, along with I think Ju-Ne and Hyungwon, and I think more," of the girls said.

She was right beside me, getting so dolled up by putting herself bright red lipstick, long fake eyelashes, and I don't even know what else she does that makes her more fake.

Then as if on cue the door opened, and in came in some men from Language Arts. "Welcome boys, quick have a seat."

Our dance teacher, who is no other than Taeyang, finally stood up from his rolling chair and bowed to the class after the men had seated themselves down on the floor - like the rest.

"Good afternoon class, I will be your dance teacher, but you can just call me Taeyang."

I couldn't focus on him since my attention was on the man in the corner of the room. White parted hair, dark orbs, black leather jacket, white buttoned up shirt that the top two were unbuttoned, black leather boots with dark skinny jeans.

"Alright, there's a group of young men here who wanted to show you all a dance that they created." That was then cue for the men, where the white haired man was, to stand up and walk to the front of the dance studio.

"We choreograph our own. So this dance, well song, is called Hero," one of them, brown parted haired, with obvious biceps, spoke up.

"Music, cue!" Our female dance teacher, who's more like the Taeyang's assistant, excitedly yelled.

It started with the man in the white hair. When the song started, after "I can be your hero" I actually thought that they were going to reveal their whole abs so I started blushing for no pair of reason.

"I think my eyes have been blessed," I whisper to Lucy. "You're not the only one," she whispers back and smiles.

Twice.