"Good morning Mrs. Bae."

"Good morning students. I hope you had nice weekend and now ready for new week. Anyway, today we will have vocal lesson. Since not all of you graduated from St. Mary's Academy junior high school," Suzy said, smiling widely when she spotted her favorite new students.

Momo smiled, bowing her head a little when Suzy gave a small wave toward them. It was embarrassing actually.

"So, we will start from the basic," Suzy continued. "Okay, now come closer."

Momo and the other students lined up beside a grand piano. She straightened her back, blowing out a breath. She glanced over the room at her classmates. Everyone couldn't wait to start the lesson as well. Tzuyu and Jeongyeon were grinning widely at her. Suzy's voice brought their attention back to the teacher.

"Before you learn how to vocal you need to learn breathing. It is essential for singer..."

Momo listened earnestly at the explanation. She laced fingers and put hands over her stomach- diaphragm for exactly -and inhaled. They did inhale and exhale exercise for a while.

Jeongyeon puffed her cheeks while holding breath, popping eyes out. Nayeon was giggling beside her.

"Yoo Kyungwan, as cute as it is but don't play during class please," Suzy said.

"I'm sorry," Jeongyeon replied, smiling sheepishly. She stuck tongue out when Momo stifled a laugh. A quick slap from Tzuyu landed on her head.

"Yah! what was that for!?"

"Yoo Kyungwan, I warn you."

"But I didn't do anything," Jeongyeon said defensively but when Suzy cocked her head she lowered her gaze. "I'm sorry ma'am."

"You okay?" Nayeon whispered between her giggles.

"It hurts a little," Jeongyeon pouted.

Momo and Tzuyu rolled their eyes and focused back on the lesson.

Bell rang, signaling the morning class was over. "Okay students, have a nice lunch, and don't be late for afternoon class," Suzy said to her students.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Come on Momo, hurry up I'm hungry," Jeongyeon said impatiently.

"Okay, okay." After tying her shoe lace Momo jogged up toward her waiting friends. "Let's go."

They left vocal classroom but halted on doorway. Some of boys showed up, blocking their way. Momo recognized the boy who purposely poured ketchup on her shirt.

"What do you want?"

"I heard you visit Mina-ssi office last week. What were you doing there?"

'I WAS kidnapped, duh' Momo rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Tzuyu and Jeongyeon turned to Momo. "You're visiting that girl? When?"

Momo didn't reply their question. "Yes, I did. By the way, she called me, oh, and we had tea together," she said and smirked at the boy. "And it's very lovely time," she added. She decided to play along since it seemed the boys wouldn't leave her either way. She kept her smirk as the boy tried to intimidate her with his height.

"Hey, back off dude," Jeongyeon said. She glared back when the boy turned to her.

The boy then looked back at Momo. "Six, at gym. We'll be waiting for you. You can bring your friends."

Momo held her gaze up to the boy. He smirked, beckoning his gang, leaving them.

"What did he mean?" Tzuyu asked in confusion.

"You shouldn't go. What if they want a fight?" Nayeon said. "We should tell a teacher."

"A fight?" Tzuyu shook her head. "Don't go Haru."

"I will," Momo said and added when Tzuyu was about to protest. "I know, but if I don't come they won't stop."

"Agreed. We need to settle this," Jeongyeon chimed in. "Besides, they say you can bring friends," she said and wriggled.

"But," Nayeon said.

"Don't worry, we're guy and we'll settle this in guy's way," Jeongyeon said. She winked at Nayeon, assuring the girl.

"Then I'm coming too," Tzuyu finally said. She could only hope they wouldn't get expelled. Or perhaps they would, she thought.

"Can we go now? I'm starving," Jeongyeon said, patting her belly.

"I'll catch you up later, gotta pee first," Momo said and jogged toward men's restroom. Luckily no one was inside. After having her pee she walked to sink, washing her hands. But suddenly something black covered her eyes. "Again?!? Come on! Hey!"

And she was dragged outside.

"Are you listening, don't push me, idiot. Hey!" Momo cursed when she was pushed from behind. She shut her eyes close as suddenly the cover was taken off. She looked up, glaring at the boys. Now she realized that they were student representative's 'bodyguard'. One of the boys lifted an eyebrow at her before closing the door.

"Hi, Haru."

Came the perky voice and Momo turned around. "No, you're not saying hi to me," Momo said. She approached the girl who sat on sofa sipping her tea. "Do you really need to kidnap me?"

Mina giggled and put her cup down. "How are you?"

"She didn't even listen to me," Momo mumbled, sighing.

Mina approached the boy. "Have a sit."

"Thank you for the hospitality," Momo snapped but the girl just giggled. She rolled her eyes and sat down on sofa. "I'm sitting, and now what?"

"Lunch of course," Mina replied.

"Lunch?" Momo was dumbfounded. Mina nodded and walked to meeting desk. The girl returned with tray in hand.

"Yes, lunch," Mina said. She put trays down and seated herself beside him. She giggled when Haru stared down at the tray.

"Don't worry I didn't put anything harmful if that's what you're thinking."

"No, it's just...you kidnap me here for a lunch?" Momo turned her gaze to the student representative girl. The girl nodded, grinning from ear to ear. She shook her head and chuckled, astonished.

Mina looked at Haru's smile. This was the second smile she got after the annual party. The same smile. "Let's eat."

Momo took chopstick and started to eat salad. "Wait a minute, now thinking about it I never see you during lunch or dinner."

"I always have meals here," Mina said while cutting tofu with chopsticks.

"Here? Alone?" Momo asked.

"Yes," Mina replied, although not alone for telling the truth, Sana or Jimin would always accompany her. She had to send them away for today.

"Why not dining room?" Momo asked. "Oh sorry forgot it, you're the Myoui Mina."

Mina giggled despite his mocking. "You're funny."

After lunch Mina poured tea for them. She handed the cup to Haru and sat back on sofa. "So, why did you enter this Academy?"

Momo gulped the tea quickly before it could spill out from her mouth. "Uh, I want to...learn about music and dance" she said and brought the cup to her mouth, sipping her tea. 'Why did she ask at sudden?'

"Learn music and dance?" Mina looked at the suddenly nervous boy beside her.

Momo nodded, hoping the student representative would buy the answer. She kept her gaze ahead for the girl was undoubtedly staring at her. She breathed out in relief when the bell finally rang. She put the cup down on table.

"Thanks for the lunch, should go."

Without waiting for a reply Momo pushed her body up. But Mina grabbed her wrist, pulling her back on sofa. She gulped when the girl leaned closer.

"Have a good day Haru."

Momo tilted her head a little as she felt the girl's breath on her cheek. She nodded quickly and stood up. She walked hastily toward door that her knee hit chair on the way.

Mina pressed her lips together upon seeing the nervous boy.

Momo blew out a breath once she was outside. Her heart, oddly, beat fast. 'What was that?' However she didn't have time for wondering.

"Shit, class."

Momo rounded at the corner but bumped into someone. She lost her balance and fell forward, bringing the person down with her.

"Ouch, my butts!"

"I'm really sorry, I...Kei?" Momo said. She was surprised to see the brown wavy-haired girl.

"Hi, Haru," Kei greeted back. "Nice to see you again but, uh, do you mind..."

Momo finally realized that she was straddling the girl. "I'm sorry," she said, quickly standing up, helping Kei.

"Are you alright? I'm really sorry, I didn't see my way and..."

"I'm fine." Kei giggled seeing Haru stammering nervously, not to mention his red ears.

"You seemed in a hurry."

"Yes, I have class...oh shit, my class,"

"You better get going."

"I'm really sorry, but I..." Momo jerked a thumb aside. Kei let out a giggle and nodded. She gave a light bow and started to run. 'Why have I been blushing lately' she cursed mentally, running toward School of Music building.