The bell rang sharp at 8:00 a.m., slicing through the air like a knife through cold butter. The corridors of Haneul Academy filled with the usual flood of half-awake students dragging their bags, adjusting ties, yawning, and whispering.
Eunha walked quietly into Class 9-A with her head slightly lowered, a soft expression on her face. Her hair was still a bit damp from her rushed morning shower, and her sleeves weren't rolled up like the others'. She looked like the kind of student who always handed in her homework early and apologized for sneezing too loud.
Which was exactly why no one ever suspected her.
Until she got near her desk—where her boys were.
"Yo!" Jihyun grinned, tossing a snack into Eunha's hands the moment she arrived. "You survived another Monday. Congratulations."
"Barely," Eunha muttered, flopping into her seat. She poked Hoseok on the shoulder. He gave a lazy peace sign without lifting his head from his phone.
Then her voice dropped to a dramatic whisper. "Guess what I did last night."
Jihyun leaned in. Hoseok tilted his phone away slightly.
"I hacked the projector in the AV room. It now randomly flashes pictures of a llama every time someone uses a USB stick."
Jihyun choked. "Bro. What."