"Royal University.
A place where neither the rich nor the poor have an advantage. The nation's leaders in all routes have trained here. Business, fashion, art, gaming, medicine… anything is possible. But this year there have been more applications than any other year, and not one but two students managed to get full scores! Oh Gun the handsome inheritor of Joseon Company and…." *click* zzzt"
"Ha...they're not tired of this yet?" Sejun frowned, spit out his gum, and started on a new piece right after. He looked to the other side of the room and saw Jiyong's things thrown around. A small smile showed on his face. He fell back onto his bed and he felt the hair tie in his hair put pressure on the right side of his head.
"Turn!" A delicate voice commanded as the bathroom door opened. Sejun obeyed and flipped himself over like a pancake so his face was now on the bed.
Jiyong looked over while drying her hair and saw Sejun's messy blond hair replacing where his head would be. A single small ponytail poked through it in the randomest place.
"You know? You look a lot better like that!" Jiyong teased. She looked at a white cloth on the floor and thought to herself that she didn't have much of a chest anyways. -Bless me with one or bless me with none- she silently thought to herself. After she binded what little she had she wore jeans and a black tshirt.
"Mmf a mie mm mmaffngg"
"What? I'm done you can turn back and speak english." Jiyong stifled a laugh as Sejun gave up on his muffled speech and turned around to face Jiyong. Sejun was by no understatement handsomely crafted. His blond hair fell messily over his brown eyes as he gave a gentle smile towards Jiyong.
"I may not be able to beat you, but from what I've heard people love to see my face!" Sejun attempted to add a wink for effect but he was never good at winking so it came off as an awkward blink. Suddenly his phone rang and his face turned cold. He sighed and picked up the call.
"Hey Sejun! I guess I'll finally see you in class today!" A boyish energetic voice came from the other end. Sejun grunted an "mhm" in response as the boy considered to chat away. He looked at Jiyong as she became a "he". Her beautiful long black hair and baby bangs covered by a black wig. As a girl she was a goddess. There was nothing forgotten when creating her with her beautiful legs and her tiny waist… well except one thing. As a boy she was equally handsome and while she looked soft, she had a confidence in her eyes that gave people the illusion of strength.
"Must you be so cold to everyone else?" Jiyong asked as Sejun finally hung up on his friend.
"I'm not cold, I just don't care for them really. Let's go." Sejun walked towards the door but Jiyong called out nervously, "Wait!"
She reached out and re-tied Sejun's ponytail giving a small smile. "...it's a promise."
Jiyong tied the ponytail in Sejun's hair when she was first left alone. Her family went into debt and in order to protect her, her parents sent her to live as a boy at Sejun's that she might not be sold off. Tying his hair had become a symbol to represent their trust in each other.
Sejun looked at Jiyong and smiled. "Don't worry. I remember."
As they opened the door, in an instant Jiyong's confident face came back and Sejun's indifferent look returned.
"WAIT! ONE MORE THING!" Jiyong rushed to her desk and picked up a pair of VERY thick fake glasses. As she put them on she transformed from a mega hot guy to a nerd with a nice body. Ou couldn't even see her face. "Ok!" The two stepped out of their room, out of the boy's dorm, and towards the entrance of Royal University's Auditorium.