#adisprom01

Yoohwan entered his prom, and looked around. As he expected, everyone dressed up as zombies, vampires, werewolves or even Michael Jackson… The Seoul Arts High School always tried to do their best on proms, including the costumes, the music and ... everything. He was dressed up as a zombie, as his best friend, Hyeji asked him to be one, not as if they was able to meet before their proms… This was the worst thing of them being in different schools. 

Since he didn’t invite someone to the prom, nor got invited by someone, he went there alone, hoping he would find someone to spend his time with.  He looked at the dancing couples – a vampire girl and a werewolf boy together, how romantic – and somehow he envied them. He didn’t have any problems with not being straight, but at times like this, he wanted to be "average"… or to be a girl.

He shook his head, and looked around again. After some minutes, he spotted a person, who seemed as alone as Yoohwan himself was. He went closer to the person, with a smile on his face. Soon, he recognized who he was, because yeah it was a 'he'. Not as if Yoohwan himself was too manly, but the person was even more girlish, Yoohwan easily could’ve mistaken him as a boy if he didn’t knew him. Actually, they were quite close at school, the boy was his closest friend at school after Yoonji graduated, but to be honest, they never really talked about serious things.

A sweet escape. What a beautiful treat not only for the junior and senior students of Seoul National High School but also to the alumni's as well, courtesy of course by their president, Hwang Junmyoon and his committee. The lights were all set to shine on them gleamingly. The music did not disappoint too as it elicited them to affects of happiness and bliss. The night started just right. The media wasn't all that mean surprisingly. They actually gave the students the luxury of time to enjoy the night, or were the present officers just too good at doing their jobs? Nevertheless, it was all too perfect... well almost. Song Hyeji, seeing her classmates and friends dance with their prom partners, was rather being melodramatic at the moment, regretful of how no guy had asked her out for this special night. She had been wearing a dreamy look, a frown was evident with how her light pink-tinted lips had formed, her eyes, almost narrowing not with animosity, but with the wary thought of how it would turn out if someone did ask for her for tonight. 

Last year's prom, she had no problem with having a partner. Yang Jiho was all too willing to keep her company for the whole wonderful night. As arrogating and demanding as he was, he did made her feel like a princess that night, although he half-badgered her on to becoming partners, threatening her with all the secrets she shared with him, it was all meant for the fun though. Besides, they were still friends after all. Another year was supposed to be spent with him, if not only for the Kappa Sigma ball he had to attend to. That ball. If it weren't for that ball, she'd have Song Jirin and Song Miyoung guiding her earlier for this special moment. Even her Jirin unnie stepped out from her motherly duties from Minhyuk when it was time for her prom last year. Instead, her unnies had find it more important to attend the ball with their own respective husbands. It's unfair.

But what was even more unfair was that, as much as she wanted a certain someone to attend the ball with her, she couldn't. How could she even when he won't even show himself to her? Absolutely disturbing. She had always gotten everything in the past so easily but ever since he got stuck in her candid mind, it seems like there were more difficult things in life than she had imagined. She leaned on the table yet again, her right hand on her cheek, casually nibbling on the folded fingers her mouth could reach. She could just hear her mom virtually scolding her with her manners. "Otteoke~ You're not even here umma." 

Much to Han Insu's dismay, this year's Prom was actually... good. No, that was the understatement of the school year. It was amazing. He'd give it Hwang Junmyoon this time around. Actually, no, he'd give it to him for the whole year. Since the term started, his little competition had been covering his group member asses for reasons unknown to him... He mostly thought that perhaps it was just natural for Hwang Junmyoon to suck up to the crowd for his clean, flawless record... But Insu knew that behind that goody two shoes facade, lies really dark intentions. Guys like the Hwang Family Heirs and the other rich kids always had those... Some of the other district school leader he'd fought with did, so Junmyoon must have one too. And he was going to make sure tonight, he'll drag it all out for everyone to see.

He wasn't the leader of the Golden Cobras for no reason. He was a sneaky bastard, a reputation that preceded him but he like to thrive in it. He had been digging up dirt on Hwang Junmyoon ever since he had tackled him down for their Physical Education Football Class last year... but there seems to be nothing relatively worth exposing with the young Hwang... other than living in the shadows of his older brother, the infamous lady swooner, Hwang Sanghyun. Junmyoon was as clean as the Chemistry Lab counters. No, he wasn't obsessed with Hwang Junmyoon... he was obsessed on the idea of taking him down. How awesome the feeling would be to have someone flying so consistently high to suddenly hit the ground face first because of the reputation he's been holding on turns out to be a complete opposite...