It had been 2 weeks, and YeongMi was proud to say she had more than familiarized herself with all of the schools rules - by breaking them, of course. For the most part, she didn't even have to try, just her usual routine was more than against the common etiquette.

No boys in a girls dorm, and no mouthing off to teachers seemed to be the rules she would break the most. Maybe she'd even get an award for being the worst student in the history of Daewon.

If only she wasn't so smart, her teachers sighed. If only her parents didn't pay off enough money to keep this school afloat for the next 5 years even without other parents contributions. If only, if only.

She had been right about the boys; they were far more exciting than anyone else, and she had grown almost fond of them already.

It was just past curfew, and, of course, YeongMi was just getting into her dorm, quite early for her actually.

She had just been about to get in the shower when she heard obnoxious knocking.

She opened it, only slightly irritated.

"Boy, knock louder would you? I think some of the teachers didn't hear."

She quickly let the boys in, and they made themselves comfortable on her couch, aside from Yoongi, who headed to her bed like an inconsiderate ass.

She adored that. It was nice, finding someone almost as obnoxiously uncaring as she was.

"Just, do whatever, I'm washing."

She grinned at Jungkook's red face, tugging on his heated ear as she figured he imagined her naked, much to his embarrassment.

"Want some help?"

Surprisingly, it was Namjoon that had spoken, not Jimin. She wasn't sure what to make of that.

She thought that she rather liked it, though.

"Tempting, but not tonight."

She left them to their devices, going back to the bathroom, locking the door and grabbing a clean towel before stripping to step into the shower.

Once again, loud knocks interrupted her, and she scowled.

If those boys were the reason, god help her, she would smack some ass.

She grabbed her robe, tying it tightly around herself before stepping back to the door.

The boys were nowhere to be seen - she figured they were hiding to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Except for Jungkook, he stood right behind her, eyes wide, frozen.

She rolled her eyes, he can't really have frozen just because she wasn't wearing proper clothes. Well, yes he definitely could, and he definitely was.

She knew it was most likely a teacher knocking, and she didn't feel like missing sleep in detention just because little Jungkook saw a little too much skin.

She grabbed his arm and shoved him against the wall, putting her hand over his mouth to keep him quiet before just barely opening the door and peeking out.

"Ah, sorry, I was about to wash up. Can I help you?"

The teacher frowned at her, peeking through the door suspiciously.

YeongMi stepped closer to Jungkook, her leg pressed against his, and opened the door wider, right against Jungkook, so the teacher could see into the 'empty' living room.

She could feel the boy blushing already. She was evil, as she smirked at his reaction.

What was an innocent little boy doing hanging out with the others anyways?

Even the teachers voice was demeaning, suspicious. "I heard knocking, someone's in there with you."

Thanks for the confidence, bitch.

"Don't you know, I live alone. I mean, you were knocking, but I'm sure you already knew that."

"Charming, let's chat more tomorrow during lunch."

YeongMi didn't even hide the eye-roll.

"Fantastic, have a good night then, I need to be washing now. Got to make sure I'm clean for our date, you know."

The teacher scanned the living room through the door one last time before stepping back, allowing YeongMi to close the door.

She kept her hand against Jungkook's mouth until she was certain she heard the teacher walk away.

The others creeped out from her closet, under the bed, and in the cabinet under the sink.

Taehyung stepped out from behind a lamp, and she nearly strangled him. Thank Hell it was in the corner and the teacher couldn't see it anyways.

"Okay, nobody open the door. Someone, grab the stiff over here. Let's try this again, yeah, maybe I'll actually be able to shower this time."

She left Jungkook to Taehyung's soothing, hiding the smirk when she saw that even his ears were tinted red.

Poor, innocent little boy. Not for long.

After the 3rd attempt, YeongMi was finally able to shower, and she got dressed quickly, not trusting the boys to not break anything else.

Namjoon had already broken 3 picture frames, 2 action figures, and a guitar, and YeongMi was very thin on her patience. He was lucky she found him so entertaining, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten off so easy, with nothing but a harsh scolding and irritated remarks.

YeongMi walked back to the living area, rolling her eyes in amusement as she saw Yoongi passed out asleep on her bed.

At least someone gets to enjoy it, she thought. She was stuck being awake with these terribly endearing boys keeping her awake till ungodly times.

Jungkook wouldn't look at her, and she wasn't ashamed to find that hilarious.

Jimin pulled her beside him as soon as she came into the room. He ran his thumb over his lips, his eyes the epitome of bedroom eyes.

"That was a really pretty robe."

She couldn't wait to see where this was going.

"But I bet it'd look even prettier on the floor."

She snorted. "Well hey, head to the bathroom, it's on the floor right now. Must've known you were horny."

Jimin gave her a good natured smile before Namjoon waved him away, replacing his spot next to her.

YeongMi didn't have any dorms close to her, so she didn't feel bad about turning the TV on, even though it was 3 am.

Truth be told, she probably wouldn't have felt bad even if she had neighbors. The walls were pretty sound proof anyways.

Namjoon stretched his legs out, like he always seemed to, looking too big for the couch as he slouched, tossing his arms over the back of the couch, earning an ugly look from Jin as he accidentally smacked the older boy trying to get his arm behind him.

YeongMi tried to ignore the warm feeling that she felt when Namjoon's arm just barely pressed against her shoulders.

She sat back and crossed her arms like nothing felt different, watching the TV, half-interested, half not.

She decided that she didn't care about that particular drama, and she stood up, walking away, flicking Taehyung on the forehead when he complained about how she walked in front of the TV.

She headed for the balcony, opening the door, intending to go out and look at the city lights in the distance.

Instead, she felt a slam and fell backwards as someone smacked into her.

"Who the fuck are you?!"

YeongMi stood up instantly, grabbing the person and pulling them up with her. She grinned as she saw their sizable height difference, and pulled their collar in her hands, until their legs slightly dangled above the ground.

"Wait! That's just Hyjoon, she's a friend, let her go."

YeongMi scowled, but nonetheless, she let go of the girl, grabbing her arm to keep her from falling over at the sudden release.

"I've been to 12 different balconies, what the hell, you guys suck at directions." The girl cooly rubbed out her collar, smoothing her shirt and pulling off her backpack, shoving rope into it before dropping it on the floor carelessly.

"Hey, this is my room, pick that up!" YeongMi was more than a bit irritated; all she had wanted was to shower and sleep, and instead she had to deal with bratty teachers and crazy boys, and now there was some girl in her bedroom, who had somehow climbed the side of the building, jumped into her balcony, and tried to break in.

Okay, she would've found that completely awesome, had she had even an hour of sleep, but she hadn't been able to sleep in 2 days.

Hyjoon looked at her cryptically for a moment, and Jungkook whisper yelled at her. "That's YeongMi, you should listen to her!"

Hyjoon nodded as if Jungkook hadn't made their conversation, if it could be called that, completely obvious.

She picked the bag up and stepped back to the balcony, laying the bag in the corner; she lay her shoes next to it, and then stepped back in.

"I'm Hyjoon, let's re-meet. You're the one Jungkook blabbers about at every study session." The girl looked her up and down, and Yeong-Mi almost felt intimidated, uneasy.

Jungkook looked like there was a fire burning beneath his skin. YeongMi would be sure to tease him about this later.

YeongMi shrugged, but nodded.

"I'm Yeong-Mi, welcome to my humble home."

Hyjoon nodded, looking around the room.

The other boys had come from the living area after hearing the commotion, and Taehyung ran up to hug the small girl.

Now that YeongMi could see the girl's face, she was surprised at the baby face that lay behind the long black hair. It was hard to find her mildly (only because YeongMi was more than capable of fighting) scary when she had that cute little face.

YeongMi almost wanted to coddle the girl.

She'd been around Jin too much, she thought.

Jungkook grabbed the girls arm, only lightly blushing.

"How was your mock entrance exam?"

Ah, so Hyjoon was in Jungkook's class then. She was young, and yet older than she looked. It had to be the baby face; her body was actually quite mature; pale skin that stood out, and curvy too.

She looked like a dream girl in some dude's old porn stash.

YeongMi snorted, immediately regretting the thought as she imagined the small girl in some bed, scantily clad in clothes that were so ridiculous one would think they were a joke.

The girl groaned and pretended to faint, while Jungkook held her up, looking very alarmed, giving YeongMi a pleading look that said, 'help me'.

YeongMi let him suffer, and soon Hyjoon stood up again, grinning deviously.

There was the sound of a light yelp, and Yoongi was sitting up, rubbing his eyes.

So glad that he enjoyed his nap. In YeongMi's bed.

"Oh god, I had an nightmare that Hyjoon was here, it was horrible."

He moved his hands to meet Hyjoon, arms crossed, eyes glaring.

Yeah, kind of scary, even with her small height.

"Oh god, life is a nightmare."

Hyjoon scowled, and YeongMi wondered how they were so irritated with each other.

"Please, leave philosophy to someone who's good at it, like Namjoon, your brain might explode if you think of more than one word at a time." Her face lit up, "on second thought, blow your brains up."

YeongMi could feel the tension in the air, but it felt like more than just irritation.

They're so gonna fuck.

YeongMi had had more than enough interactions today; she crawled into the bed beside Yoongi, ignoring his 'what the fuck' look.

"It's my damn bed, sleep next to me or get the fuck out."

She smirked as she felt Yoongi settle back down beside her, and she pulled the covers over her head.

The boys could let themselves out when they wanted. Or they could stay here.

She had once woken up with all of them on her bed, some laying directly on top of her. Taehyung had kicked her in the face by accident.

She hadn't talked to him for 4 days.

She knew they wouldn't do that again; she was nearly famous for her punishments by now.

She grinned at the thought.

These boys weren't half-bad.