Nine

Orea went completely red in the face. What the fuck? She screamed in her head. Why is he here?

Minwoo bowed at the teacher and then addressed the class.

"I know I'm an idol, but I want to be a regular student here," he said. "My agency sent me to this school because it's the very best one and also, I'll get ample amount of privacy. I hope we can all be friends."

The female students looked at him dreamily while the males gave him a hard stare. Minwoo did not seem to care because his eyes were on one particular person.

"Why is he looking at you?" Myung asked, feeling annoyed.

"How do I know?" Orea lied. "Maybe he thinks I'm pretty?"

Myung looked at the bespectacled nerd with bushy hair. Her large dark eyes were peeking at him from behind the glasses, making him blush.

"Oh please, you're so not his type!" he claimed. "You are no one's type!"