NEOMA would usually fall asleep during morning assemblies back in middle school.
But for her first morning assembly at the Royal Moon Academy, her eyes were wide open.
First, the school principal looked younger than expected.
"Our principal is young and handsome," Neoma, sitting next to Nero in the assembly hall, whispered. "He reminds me of Appa."
Nero leaned into her side and whispered back. "Principal Jung si Abeoji's sunbae when they were in middle school."
"Oh."
To be honest, it wasn't only the principal who was eye-catching.
Neoma was a firm believer that everyone, except for crazy bastards who committed heinous crimes, was beautiful.
But she also had her own preferences.
And many students there had met her standards.
[I thought art schools have the prettiest students because most idols and celebrities attend them. But these rich kids are lighting up the school.]
