⦿ 𝑃𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑈𝑠 ⦿

Chapter 1 Volume 1

"A new Begging"

I had just transferred to J High School in South Korea, enrolling in the modelling course. I couldn't lie, I was nervous and anxious. In a good way. I'm nervously excited and anxious since I'm transferring to another school. Apparently I heard a lot of stuff about J High. Some good some weird and well. The bad is what I might find out.

"Right.. gotta get ready."

I say that but the softness of the blanket wrapped around me says otherwise. Well I do have an hour and a half. Might as well take my time. Besides its spring I'll just indulge in this cold blanket for a few seconds. Thanks to my air conditioner

I did somehow manage to get out of my blanket after a short while. Trying on the uniform. It didn't look too half bad on me. The colour skeem wasnt didn't disappoint. A cream coloured tie. Along with that same coloured tros. Pretty decent. I decided to give a smirk to myself like those webtoons. Where I kept my hand on my chin.

"I might look good in anything I wear."

Yet I can't act like this to others, obviously no one likes an arrogant guy. Well maybe some. Anyways the new routine for my morning begins. Making breakfast for me and my little sister Park Gon Ho. I made both of us omelette with ketchup written on top. On my little sister's I casually wrote. "학교에 가다" (Translated "Go to school.")

Leaving my somewhat of an apartment I follow the pathway out to the main road. Leading him to a bus stop. Some people stare, some people don't. Rather I just keep my earphones on. Listing to music so my mind feels distracted. Going of on the last stop. I walk

"Apparently it's a big school and I can't miss it."

I say that walking around a place I'm unfamiliar with. A sigh leaves from my mouth. But before I could say anything I'm introduced to the sounds of heavy footsteps. With a voice that says. "Hym Grrting hate!" I was confused. Turned around and saw what I thought I'd only see in anime. A person having bread in his mouth and running full speed. I stepped away to give this running late train space. Reviving a loud thank you at the end. I could only take a glance at his uniform. It was J High uniform. Looks like luck was on my side.

"I guess that's my guide to school. Maybe I'll thank the guy later."

Following him was easy. Plus since I'm a transfered student. I was given an excuse to be late in case I don't know where the school is. I was able to find the school. But could you say its a school by looking at my first person point of view/pov.

"THIS PLACE IS MASSIVE!!"

I screamed in my head. Thinking back I reading in the application that they have alot of other courses. Still this schools architecture came straight out of pinterest. Walking inside it wasn't much of a problem. Just a few stares from both guy and girl. Whispering stuff like. "Who's this guy?" "Is that a model?" "A trainee?" "So tall and handsome."

Maybe I did too much of a glow up compared to middle school. So weird to hear the opposite. Infront of the teachers room. I decided give in a deep breath.

"No Park Jun Su. You're doing this for a good reason. You definitely did well to make a glow up."

Meeting with my class teacher. She was surprisingly easy to talk to. Like every other teacher. Was this the advantage of a good face card or just this school. Heading to his class. He was ready to meet with his new classmates. Probably die in the studying period but have fun too.

*Click*

". . . . Click?"

My attention was taken away by this shutter sound. Those usually come from a camera. I turned my gaze and met this girl. A quite strange one. Her face seems to be now hiding by the camera. The camera she used to take a picture of me. Realisation hit me. As I looked quite worried. Was this the cons of being a transfer student in this school. Getting their picture taken out of the blue. As my name was called out by the teacher. To do the normal introductions to his class. I looked a little creeped out by my first interaction with this girl. I headed inside my class. Leaving that girl and spoke infront of the class with a genuine smile.

"Hello everyone, my name is Park Jun Su, let's have a great time together."

The crowd erupted with not just the woman but the men's too.

"Seems like a lively class."

The moment I took a seat in the middle of the class room. I was flocked around by my classmates in an instant. Bombarded with questions. In my eyes they are all do lively. "Hey is it true your a trainee?" One of the guys spoke. "Can I get your insta?" A girl asked. This was a really nice atmosphere. He enjoyed it to the point he thought it would be best to be kind and make some friends.

"You guys are all fun. I'm glad I transfered to this class now."

His smile became a radiating beam for his classmates. To where some had to wear glasses just for that genuine smile they felt. It got one of the guys of his classmates to step forward through the crowd. "You all should give him some space. And real question. You are new so your gonna get lost here. How about a tour?"

I thought he seemed like one of the "lively" classmates. But he seems chill as ice. Also literally speaking he is so pale I could confuse him for a ghost. Glad it's morning or else I'd have mistaken him for one.

I learned his name and also why he is so pale while he gives me a tour of this huge school. His name is Lim Jihoo. No its not cause he's an Albino. He's actually pale because of a medical reason. He has less blood flow. Poor senior. When came to the photography course. I was reminded of my encounter with that girl. I bluntly spoke to my tour guide.

"Hey out of curiosity. In this course. Is there a girl who'd randomly take photos?"

Well thay sounded like anyone in the photography course so he had to explain. Without myself telling Jihoo about how she took a picture of me out of nowhere creepily. But also wanting to keep her reputation safe. She could be a nice girl. Maybe just 3% of hope. She's nice. "She's probably like yey high."

Shows Jihoo the height of this girl. By using my hand as her head lenght and looked to be up to my chest level.

I try to recall the memory of our first encounter. Trying to her. "She had long brown hair. White skin, her fingers were thin and small." Then I start to the biggest difference about her. "Ah yeah she wears a black turtle neck inside her uniform. Ring any bells?"

Jihoo looked to have a puzzled face until the gears in his head start. Then he looked quite cheerful. Not sure if it's because I met the girl that he figured out who it was after hearing my hints.

"Oh you meant Kim Eun Joo? Yeah she's there. But she asks if you want to take a picture. She doesn't randomly do such a thing like that."

It has come to my attention that she does have a good reputation. But why was my picture not asked. It looked creepy in my position. Well I couldn't force an answer to come out so I looked out at the window of the floor they we were on. To change the subject.

"wha.. is it just me or do those clouds look fluffier today."

It didn't work. In the end I told Jihoo half of what happened. Instead of bring down this Eun Joo girl's name.

Today was a tireing day, but with a few stuff involved. Learning that modelling is in the business world. He also had to learn business. Having people crowd me during lunch. Luckily I had Jihoo who kept me well. Most of the times. Though today wasn't bad. Just when I was about to leave to head back home for the day. Relax in the comfort of my blanket. My collar was yanked. Making me stop on my tracks.

*Cough Cough*

It was Jihoo. After I looked back, holding my uncomfortable neck. I decided to unbutton my collar button and pull my tie down a bit.

"You better have a good explanation for chocking thw transfer student on his first day.."

I weakly point at him. Rubbing my throat.

"Hey did you perhaps met Eun Joo and things probably didn't meet out right?"

Surprised, I figured Jihoo and Eun Joo must be friends. I nod confusedly.

"Yeah? She happened to take a picture of my out of the blue. My defence. Not something I'm pleased with."

"Ah that's how it is.. she's actually been trying to find you the whole day. Apparently you were either flocked by other students or just not im her free time." Jihoo said and sighed in the end. Pointing towards a tree near the gate. Where I happen to spot someone who surprisingly looks like Eun Joo. Crouched down holding her knees. As if she had been heartbroken or rejected. Along with another girl patting her shoulder. She seemed like a huge extrovert. With those sense of fashion. It seemed she's from the fashion course.

"There she is. Make up with her. She's sad."

A simple plain order. Which I would have done without question in the past. "Yeeeaaaah no-"

I try to walk away but Jihoo kept holding my collar. Making it look like I'm walking on the exact point.

I gave up knowing I won't be able to get out of Jihoo's grasp. So I walked up towards her. The girl who was patting Eun Joo. Noticed me. From her face it looked like her gears were turning in her head and then bam. Realised who I was. Slowly walking away.

"Does everyone's face do that?"

I brushed those thoughts. Getting on my one knee to be level with her. To meet her gaze. She was surprisingly alot smaller when she hugged her knees. It was almost adorable. It wouldn't be nice to speak to her in my usual tone with Jihoo. After we bonded. So legs try a rather soothing, calm voice. Since she thinks I'm mad at her.

"Hey picture stalker. I hear you tried to look for me? Is that so?"

Eun Joo's body stiffened. Hearing this unfamiliar but nice voice. The moment she looked up. Her brown eyes glowed thank to the setting sun. Her eyelashes were rather longer as I meet her gaze. It took a few seconds for Eun Joo to act. She bursted into tears. Shooting up out from her bawling eyes. Crying like a child out loud comedically.