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Jinyoung only needed a glance inside library room number four to realize he wasn't going to be able to study in there either. The bustle and constant chatter of rich students filled the entire place. Their bodies occupying more space than a crowd at an outdoor event. It gave him no choice but to find solace somewhere else, away from the rest of the student body.
But where could he go?
As he climbed a grand marble staircase, one of many that structured the large academy, Jinyoung wondered if rich kids only went to school to have a good time.
Just as he was about to give up and head home for the day, he stumbled upon what looked to be an empty room at the end of the extravagantly decorated hall.
The door was slightly ajar and he could hear nothing come from inside. Looking up at the sign, it read "Music Room 3".
"I guess this is the only place I'll be able to study in peace and quiet," said Jinyoung as he reached for the golden door handle.
As he opened the door, he was unexpectedly greeted with a harmonious "welcome."
Six boys in posh school uniform greeting Jinyoung as if they were expecting him was indeed a great shock. They weren't ordinary boys, especially when it came to their social standing in a school that served the filthy rich, oh no. They were the school's most handsome boys who had way too much time on their hands. Their passion to entertain the rich girls of the school, who funny enough, also had way too much time on their hands, was what they prided themselves on. The six of them, each with their own distinguishing characteristics were collectively known as GOTLove and they were the school's host club.
"Oh wow, it's a boy. I hope he doesn't choose us to entertain him," two of the lankiest members of the club simultaneously said as they watched Jinyoung scramble around to leave.
"Bambam, Yugyeom, I believe this club offers services to everyone, no matter the gender, no?" the boy with short black hair and two distinct moles on his left eyelid replied.
"Yeah but he doesn't look like fun," the tallest of the two said.
Eyelid moles stared sternly at the two boys, enough to cause them to visibly back down, exuding an almost leader like quality about him before turning to Jinyoung with a quick change in mood and appearance.
His eyes were smiling at Jinyoung as he welcomed him again. "Welcome to the GOTLove Host Club, Mr. Honor student."
A boy by the leader's side lit up in realization and glee. "What? You must be Park Jinyoung! You're the honor student we've been hearing about."
He was the shortest and bulkiest member and sported a blonde hairstyle that looked fresh and friendly, Jinyoung almost forgot where he was.
"How do you know my name?" Jinyoung uttered.
The leader spoke in response. "The whole school knows about you. It's not every day a commoner gains entrance into our academy. You must have a very audacious nerve to fight your way into this school as an honor student."
"Thanks..." Jinyoung whispered as he couldn't help but feel he was given a backhanded compliment.
"You're welcome!" said the blond muscle as he slapped Jinyoung's back in appreciation, "you're a hero to other poor people Park Jinyoung-ssi. You've shown the world that even a poor person can excel in an elite private academy!"
Jinyoung, without trying to be rude, slowly slid away from the boisterous boy's hand. It was embarrassing enough that he had been outed by their leader, but to be followed by a boy who would not stop talking about how much poorer he was in comparison to the rest of the school was beginning to raise his temper.
"It must be hard for you to be constantly looked down upon by others."
"I think you're taking this poor thing a little too far," Jinyoung said, yet again evading the boy's grasp.
"Spurned, neglected! But that doesn't matter now," said the boy as he ignored Jinyoung, "long live the poor! We welcome you poor man to our world...OF MONEY AND BEAUTY!"
Stars and sparkles could be seen flying out of the boy's arms with how he spoke and carried himself.
"I'm out of here," Jinyoung said, blatantly ignoring the boy's outstretched arms, finally walking towards the exit, already exhausted by the amount of energy the boy possessed.
Another boy, much fluffier than the last and sporting sandy blonde hair called to him next, "hey, come back here, Jinyoungie~". He reached to grab Jinyoung by the arm effectively pulling him back towards the group, "you must be a super-hero or something, that's so cool!"
A small white dog by the fluffy boy's leg barked as if agreeing with him.
"I'm not a superhero, I'm an honor student," Jinyoung paused, "and WHO'RE YOU CALLING JINYOUNGIE?"
Jinyoung was pretty much fed up with these boys and had to take a couple of breaths to calm down before he lost it.
The loud bulky blonde from before spoke up again, this time with a very serious face. "Who would've imagined a famous scholar was also openly gay?"
"Openly what?" Jinyoung blinked a few times not sure if he misheard the boy.
"So tell me what kind of guys you're into? Do you like the strong, silent type?" He pointed over to an older student with red hair and sharp features.
"The sweet soulful type?" He then pointed over to the one with the dog.
"How about the mischievous type?" Pointing to the two Jinyoung had earlier found out was Bambam and Yugyeom.
"Or the chic and sexy type?" Referring to the leader of the group.
"It's really not like that," Jinyoung was caught off guard by everything and everyone, he didn't know what to do and backed away, "I was just looking for a quiet place to study-"
"Or maybe, you're into a guy like me, what do you say?" His hand had found Jinyoung's chin and softly caressed it for added effect.
Feeling cornered, to say the least, Jinyoung backed up against a display stand he could have sworn was never there before, and bumped into it.
It was as if time was slowing down as he helplessly turned to watch the intricately crafted blue vase on top of the display crash down onto the floor and break into a million tiny pieces.
Bambam was the first to react. "Aww, we were going to feature that Renaissance vase in an upcoming school auction."
Yugyeom followed up with a sigh. "Oh, now you've done it, commoner. The bidding on that vase was supposed to start at 80 million won."
"WHAT? 80 million?" Jinyoung couldn't believe his poor ears, "How many thousands are in a million...?" He desperately started counting with his fingers though it was useless.
Slowly accepting his imminent fate, Jinyoung turned to the group with a glum face and replied, "I'm going to have to pay you back, right?"
In unison, Bambam and Yugyeom replied, "With what money? You can't even afford a school uniform," effectively adding fuel to the fire.
"What's with that lame outfit you got on anyway?" Bambam continued, noticing Jinyoung wearing a large brown sweater over a wrinkled button up. To top it off, his short brown hair was disheveled over his large rimmed glasses, one could barely see his face.
The red-haired boy, who had said nothing until now, finally spoke as he knelt to pick up one of the broken pieces to examine. "Well, what do you think we should do Jackson?"
"There's a famous saying you may have heard before, Park Jinyoung-ssi," the blonde ball of energy said as he dramatically sat down on his red throne chair placed in the center of the large room and pointed at Jinyoung, "when in Rome, you should do as the Romans do. Since you have no money, you can pay with your body. That means starting today, you're the host club's dog."
Jinyoung was beginning to feel lightheaded. His soul was leaving his body, not wanting to stick around with strange boys who called themselves a host club.
How on earth was he going to handle this?
It was late in the afternoon, evening?, Jinyoung couldn't tell, and the music room was filled with sets of tables and lounges for the girls to sit with the boys. Everything consisted of high-end furniture topped off with expensive cutlery Jinyoung knew he could never afford in his lifetime.
The air in the room was romantic and felt almost dreamlike and unreal. In fact, Jinyoung wouldn't have believed it at all if it weren't for Jackson's voice calling him back to reality.
"Did you get everything on our list, Park gae?"
Before the club opened to the fans known as ahgases or baby birds, Jinyoung was ordered to buy some coffee as they were running out.
"Hey, what is this?" Jackson asked as he pulled out a regular jar of coffee from the bag Jinyoung was holding.
He had just come back from the nearest grocery store, which was at least 10 blocks away.
"It's just what it looks like, it's coffee."
"I've never seen this brand before, is this the kind that's already ground?" Jackson examined it with a particular interest in the object's appearance.
"What do you mean, it's instant coffee," Jinyoung reiterated.
A couple of girls opposite of Jackson started to whisper, "it's instant?"
They were also confused by the product.
"Hey, I think I've heard of this before. It's commoner's coffee! You just add hot water," exclaimed Jackson with excitement.
All of a sudden a group of ahgases formed around him and Jinyoung, curious as to what he was holding within his hand as if he had just discovered something new.
"I didn't know there was such a thing," said one girl.
"So it's true then, poor people don't have enough free time to grind their own coffee beans," said another.
"Commoners are pretty smart," said the leader, who appeared out of nowhere to see what the commotion was about.
Bambam and Yugyeom were not too far behind as they appeared right beside Jackson.
"100 grams for 3000 won, that's a lot less than what we normally pay," said Yugyeom reading the label on the jar.
"I'll go back and buy you something else, excuse me for not buying you expensive coffee," Jinyoung scoffed.
"No, I'll keep it," Jackson said with determination in his eyes, "I think I'll give this a try. I'll drink this coffee!"
Everyone around him gasped in surprise before erupting in applause for his apparent bravery. Jinyoung's hatred for rich people was starting to increase tenfold.
"Alright, Jinyoung-ssi, come over here and make some of this commoner's coffee," ordered Jackson before moving to a table with equipment already set up to brew.
Before Jinyoung could make his way over, he couldn't help but overhear one of the remaining girls who had originally sat with Jackson say something under her breath. "You really took the joke too far, your palette won't be able to stomach that crap. You don't have to drink it just because he bought it."
When she noticed Jinyoung looking over to her, she quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I was just talking to myself," said the strange girl as she smiled at Jinyoung.
Before he could respond to her, Jackson's call for Jinyoung to go over to him caught his full attention.
Slowly but surely, Jinyoung poured instant hot coffee for Jackson and some of the girls willing to try.
"I'm a little scared to drink this stuff," said one girl looking into the cup suspiciously, "I'm afraid if I drink this, my father would yell at me."
"What if I let you drink it... from my mouth?" asked Jackson as he maneuvered over to the girl, holding her waist and bending her slightly backward as if catching her from a fall.
It was the most dramatic pose Jinyoung had ever seen done deliberately, he had to force himself not to gag.
"Well, then I would drink it~" was the clear response and the cries from the other ahgases shook the room.
Not too far from them, Bambam and Yugyeom were occupied with a couple of their attendees, yelling and hollering, effectively making their clients laugh in awe at the two.
To Jinyoung, he knew they weren't twins, it was clear to see, but they didn't exactly look blood-related either. He wondered what kind of relationship they had.
Seeing as they were both making motions to sneeze into their elbows repeatedly, with no apparent end in sight, Jinyoung moved quickly away from their table, pretty sure they were on something.
On the opposite side of the room sat the oldest redhead and cheesiest of the boys together with some girls and of course, a dog.
"Coco is just the sweetest, Youngjae-oppa," a girl exclaimed as she petted the small puppy's head.
"Thank you, she gets it from me," said Youngjae, "you can rub her belly too if you want, she really loves that."
"Aw, it looks so nice, but I'm afraid of dogs, unfortunately," said a girl opposite of Youngjae, sitting right next to the oldest boy.
"There's nothing to be afraid of. If you hold your hand out like this, you'll see that they're really friendly," said the older boy as he held out her hand and called to the dog, "come here, Coco."
The girl wasn't paying any mind to the dog as her full attention was only on the boy gently holding her hand. His calm demeanor and perfect smile had her fawning over him like there was no tomorrow.
"Mark-hyung, did you give her that new collar around her neck?" Youngjae asked, pointing to the diamond-encrusted collar just hanging off of the dog's neck.
"Yeah, it came in from France just yesterday. Sorry, I couldn't wait for you to see what it looked like on her."
The girls around them just watched in awe as the two boys spoke of the dog as if it were their beloved child. These kids were so rich, they were giving dogs luxury items. What was this world coming to?
As Jinyoung watched the members in resentment, he didn't notice the leader walk up to his side. "You'll notice that our club members are quite unique in the way we serve our fans," the leader said nonchalantly, "Jackson, for one, is 'king' when it comes to fan service. After all, it's in his name."
Even from afar, Jinyoung could see Jackson's necklace display a bold Chinese character that he could only assume meant "king". He looked to the leader, Im Jaebeom aka JB, who he found out not too long ago was in his year, alongside Jackson, to confirm it.
"Jackson Wang has a way with people, don't you think? But don't let that distract you from paying off the 80 million won debt you have with us. You'll act as GOTLove's dog until you graduate," Jinyoung's eyebrow twitched at the boy's choice of words, "I'm sorry, I meant errand boy."
The twitching increased.
"Yeah, you're going to have to work hard if you want to start paying off that debt," said Jackson as he approached the two boys, "you need a makeover or no girl's going to look twice at you."
"Yeah, well, I'm not trying to get girls to look at me," Jinyoung replied.
"Are you kidding me? That's one of the most important things you'll need to please the ladies. I mean, take me for example."
Jackson kept giving Jinyoung different poses and face angles. He could hear girls from across the room squeal in excitement.
"I just don't think it's all that important. Why should I care about appearances and labels? All that really matters is what's on the inside, right? I don't even understand why you even have a host club like this," Jinyoung retorted as he watched Jackson continue to make a fool of himself.
"It's a cruel reality, isn't it? It's not often that God creates a perfect person like me, beautiful both inside and out," Jackson responded, shooting finger hearts at his clients from afar who then fainted.
"What?"
Sure, Jackson had the face and body to make anyone fall for him, but the things coming out of his mouth was what was repulsive to Jinyoung.
"I understand how you feel since not everyone is as blessed as I am..."
As Jackson continued to ramble on and on about beauty crap, Jinyoung realized he was the human embodiment of a word that was on the tip of his tongue. But what word could that be?
"A pain in the neck?" Jinyoung whispered to himself, "no."
All the while, JB stared at Jinyoung, amused at how the boy was handling the situation. Naturally, a small smile appeared across his face.
As Jackson had finished explaining something about inner beauty versus outer beauty, he confidently walked up to a contemplating Jinyoung.
"But among all else, just remember, how effective a glance to the side could be-"
"Obnoxious!"
That single word uttered by an innocent Jinyoung kicked the lively air out of Jackson, leaving him sulking in a corner. His ego had never been this bruised before, especially not by a commoner.
"Uh-I'm sorry Jackson-ssi," Jinyoung said after realizing what had happened.
Bambam and Yugyeom burst into laughter and made their way over to Jinyoung and JB hearing what had transpired, the four of them watching Jackson mope in the corner.
"You're a hero alright," Yugyeom said as he patted Jinyoung's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, but your lesson did strike a small cord with me," Jinyoung explained, offering his hand to Jackson to pick him up from the floor.
Jackson immediately stopped frowning and looked at Jinyoung's hand before gently taking it. "Really, it did? Well then let me teach you more my friend," shaking Jinyoung's hand with enthusiasm.
"He got over that quick," JB said deadpan.
"Hyung?" Bambam and Yugyeom said in unison as they watched Jackson pretend to wipe the dust off his shoulder.
JB coughed to garner the boys' attention, "Think it's about time you teach him the basics of hosting?"
Seeing as he was clearly referring to Jinyoung, Bambam began to look Jinyoung up and down. "But he's not going to get very far with the ladies if he doesn't look the part, y'know," he scoffed, examining his choice in clothing, "he's not exactly host club material."
"Maybe if we took off his glasses it'll help," Yugyeom proposed as he placed himself right in front of Jinyoung to carefully pull off his glasses while pushing away his bangs.
Yugyeom's smirk faded and was replaced by a shocked expression.
Curious, Bambam made his way over to see what was so surprising. As he leisurely wrapped his arm around Yugyeom's neck, he leaned in and saw the reason for the youngest member's face and gawked as well.
"Hey, I need those. I use to have contacts, but I lost them on the first day of school," Jinyoung could be heard saying as the twins were blocking him from sight.
Jackson quickly pushed Bambam and Yugyeom out of the way to reveal an extremely handsome boy who he would've never guessed was the Park Jinyoung that first walked through the music room's door. "Yugyeom, Double B!" Jackson ordered, snapping his fingers for their full attention.
"GOT IT!" As if on cue, the twins grabbed one of Jinyoung's arms and proceeded to drag him off to a door that led to a changing room.
"JB-hyung! My hairstylist!" Jackson continued shouting out orders.
JB was quickly on top of it with a phone already to his ear.
"Mark-hyung, I need you to go to the eye doctor and get him some contact lens."
As he was within earshot, Mark casually got up from the lounge he was sitting on with a few girls and unexpectedly hurdled over it, running out of the room on command.
"What about me, hyung?" Youngjae asked with an adorable pout as he was the last boy waiting for orders.
"You... take care of Coco."
Youngjae found his way to another corner of the room, sulking like Jackson had done before, only this time with Coco by his side.
Meanwhile, in the next room, Jinyoung found himself being pushed up against a wall by two boys with something in their hands.
"Here, change into this uniform!" Bambam said as he tried to lift Jinyoung's sweater.
Yugyeom was already reaching for Jinyoung's fly while giving him the most mischievous look Jinyoung's ever seen, it caused him to blush before realizing he was about to be stripped down.
"Fine, but you two have to get out!" Jinyoung yelled, managing to push the two perverts away from him and through the curtain that made up one of the compartments of the changing room.
What had he gotten himself into? Jinyoung thought as he continued to change into the uniform.
Once he had finished, he made his way out of the changing room and back into the music room where all of GOTLove waited for him. All of the ahgases had already left as to not spoil the surprise from the newly elected member.
"Uh, you sure it's really okay for me to keep this uniform?" Jinyoung asked as he tried to fix his tie.
He looked up confused when no one answered him and found a grinning Jackson.
"SO HANDSOME!" Jackson cried before lunging himself onto Jinyoung. He couldn't resist the urge to hug him.
"If we had known that's how you really looked," Yugyeom spoke, ignoring Jinyoung's cry for help to be let go by Jackson.
"We would've helped you out sooner," Bambam followed, nodding his head in appreciation of how Jinyoung looked.
With a look of approval, JB commented. "Who knows, maybe he'll draw in some customers."
"That's just what I was thinking!" Jackson said, finally letting go of Jinyoung to look at him better, "Our errand boy is moving up the ranks. Starting tomorrow you're an official member of the host club. I will personally train you to be a first-rate host. If you can get 100 customers to request your service, we will completely forget about your 80 million won debt."
Jinyoung was at a loss for words. It was hard for him to process what Jackson was saying with all the boys staring at him. When it finally clicked, Jinyoung wasn't entirely sure whether or not to take the deal.
"A host?"
Where does he even begin?
"So tell me Jinyoung-ssi, do you have any hobbies? What do you like to do?" An ahgase with intricately braided hair asked as she sipped her tea across from where Jinyoung sat.
It was the next day and Jinyoung was entertaining his first clients.
"I'm curious, what kind of products do you use on your skin? It's so pretty," another girl by his side asked.
Jinyoung, who was new to hosting, really could not fathom how or what he was supposed to do.
"So why did you join the host club Jinyoung-ssi?" The girls asked in creepy unison.
All he had to do was get 100 customers and the debt was forgiven.
One hundred customers sounded far better than paying out of pocket and so Jinyoung began to answer the girls' questions. He continued to tell them about his future plans and aspirations and how he worked hard studying.
The girls fawned over Jinyoung and asked him if it would be okay to request to sit with him again.
"I'd really appreciate that," Jinyoung said with a heartwarming smile.
The girls couldn't help but squeal in delight.
Jackson, from afar, could see the good reception he was receiving.
"He's already so popular," Jackson voiced, hiding behind his lounge, watching Jinyoung closely.
"He's a natural," Yugyeom agreed, leaning against the back of the lounge Jackson was sitting on.
"No training needed," Bambam added, standing with his brother.
A girl to Jackson's right coughed slightly. "Have you forgotten about me?"
Jackson had almost forgotten he was in the middle of hosting and turned back around in his seat.
"Sorry, I'm just a little bit concerned about our newest host," Jackson expressed, pouring himself some tea to drink.
"Well that's obvious, you sure have been keeping an eye on him," she said looking over to Jinyoung once before picking up her cup of tea to drink from.
"I have to, I'm training him to be a gentleman like me of course."
Jackson, wanting to prove his capabilities, snapped his fingers and called for Jinyoung.
"What is it?" asked Jinyoung as he approached the couple.
Politely gesturing to the girl next to him, Jackson spoke, "I'd like you to meet someone, this is my regular guest, Princess Kim Sasaeng."
As Jinyoung was ready to greet her, he realized it was the girl who had talked to herself from before.
Not wanting to be rude, Jinyoung quickly greeted her with a warm smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Seeing Jinyoung smile in such a way made Jackson jump up and attack him, "THAT WAS SO CUTE! YOU DID WELL, SUPER WELL, AMAZINGLY WELL! AIGOO, YOU'RE SO CUTE!"
Jinyoung, not expecting Jackson's sudden affection tried to escape but was quickly trapped in between his arms. Luckily, Mark happened to walk by and Jinyoung took his chances asking him for help this time around and reached out his arms toward him.
"Yah, Jackson," yelled the oldest member, which caused Jackson to loosen his grip on the boy and allowed Jinyoung to slip away and hide behind Mark.
Girls from all over screamed in excitement as the cool Mark got in between Jinyoung and Jackson, it was practically a scene out of a drama.
Jackson started playfully arguing with Mark who remained silent, letting the goofball talk until he was out of things to say.
Jinyoung inwardly thanked Mark for saving him and headed back to his clients who were patiently waiting for him, not noticing a certain someone glaring at him as he walked away.
Not too long after, as Jinyoung was helping to prepare for the next round of customers, he noticed his bag was missing.
"Where did I leave it?" He asked himself, searching under the tables and behind the lounges.
While Jinyoung looked around, Coco began to bark at something by the window and it caught his attention.
"Are you kidding me? How did that happen?"
Right below, two floors down was a small courtyard that displayed a beautifully designed pond where students could relax among nature.
Right in the center of the pond was Jinyoung's school supplies, scattered around in the lily pad filled water.
"I didn't think there were bullies in this school," Jinyoung said before heading out to retrieve his belongings.
As he ran through the empty hall outside of the music room, he happened to run past Miss Kim who was returning for another session at the club. Jinyoung had always felt a weird vibe come from her and did not want to stop to chat and continued running until he heard her address him.
"Oh, it's you. I shouldn't be surprised to see a second-class citizen run in the halls," she said, not looking his way.
Jinyoung turned around, not sure if what he heard was really coming out of her mouth.
"Sorry?"
Her back was facing him, almost as if she was refusing to meet him face to face and before Jinyoung could get another word out, she promptly walked away.
What was her problem?
Not one to ponder on such things for too long, Jinyoung continued on his way to the pond.
Fortunately, with the water being ankle-deep, Jinyoung didn't have to look too hard for all of his things. However, it didn't mean his belongings weren't soaked all the way through.
"Hey commoner, you have some nerve skipping out on the club like this," said a familiar voice.
Jinyoung stood straight up to see Jackson standing by the edge of the pond looking at him curiously.
"What are you doing in the water anyway?" Jackson asked, watching Jinyoung go back to wading in the water, clearly looking for something.
"Um, it's nothing, really," Jinyoung quietly said.
In a matter of seconds, Jinyoung could see the water ripples increase and turned to see that Jackson had rolled up his sleeves and pant legs as well and had just entered the water.
"Hey, you don't have to do that, you'll get wet," he warned the boy.
"A little water never hurt anyone, besides, people are always telling me that I'm dripping with good looks," Jackson countered, smiling in a way Jinyoung had never seen before, "Is this what you were looking for?"
Jackson shook the water from the wallet he had found and waved it at Jinyoung for confirmation.
Jinyoung only stared at Jackson, kind of astonished that a rich guy like him would be in the water helping him search for his poor stuff.
"What's the matter? You're not falling for me are you?" Jackson joked as he handed Jinyoung his wallet back.
A blush began to creep up on Jinyoung at Jackson's words and he had to get rid of it before the boy could tease him anymore.
"No way," Jinyoung chided before taking the wallet and thanking him afterward.
"How does your bag end up in the pond anyway?" Jackson wondered, looking around to find they were surely alone.
"I uh- dropped it in the pond while I was trying to find a quiet place to study," Jinyoung lied, knowing the girl from before must have had something to do with it.
"You should be careful next time," Jackson advised, patting Jinyoung on the shoulder before exiting the pond.
Jinyoung didn't know what to make of the soft yet serious look Jackson gave him. How come he didn't behave like this whenever they were in the music room?
Realizing he was still in the pond, Jinyoung let out a loud sigh.
He had to return to the host club and finish what he started.
"Oh really? That must've been terrible. I can't imagine what I'd do if my bag fell into the pond," said Miss Kim in a haughty tone.
Jinyoung stared blankly as he sat across from the brazen girl. He had no idea why she had requested him for the day, as she clearly did not like him. But with a goal of 100 customers constantly barraging the back of his mind, he did not object to her request.
"And you actually made Jackson-oppa search that dirty old pond with you, how astonishing. You do realize he's a blue blood and not a commoner, right?"
Suddenly a lightbulb lit up in Jinyoung's head.
"The only reason he's paying attention to you is that he's trying to turn you into a gentleman. Don't start thinking he cares about you just because he's doting on you."
When she finished saying her piece, which he was sure she had held in for a while now, he finally spoke up.
"Now I understand. You're jealous of me," Jinyoung stated calmly.
The look of complete shock quickly turned ugly. Before Jinyoung could explain himself, he was grabbed by the collar and pulled forward.
The next thing he knew he was on the floor, holding himself up on top of a screaming Miss Kim.
"Someone do something! He's attacking me!" Miss Kim cried.
If her yelling didn't shock him, the cold water being poured on the both of them sure did.
Jinyoung, confused, looked up to see Bambam standing over the two of them with an empty pitcher in his hand.
"What the hell?" an angry Miss Kim swore.
A second later, Yugyeom was by his side helping Jinyoung off of the ground, leaving an equally confused Miss Kim for Jackson to help.
"Do something oppa, Jinyoung just assaulted me," she pleaded as he gently wiped the water off of her face.
"I'm disappointed in you," Jackson responded, "you threw his bag in the pond, didn't you?"
Miss Kim looked highly offended and backed away from Jackson.
"Y- you don't know that, do you have any proof that I did?"
By this time, everyone in the room was watching the intense exchange, waiting for what Jackson would do next.
"You know, you're a beautiful girl, but you aren't classy enough to be our guest. If there's one thing I know, Jinyoung-ssi is not that kind of a man."
Feeling defeated with everyone staring down at her, Miss Kim cried, "Why oppa?" before running out of the room, tears streaming from her face.
When she left, all of the negative energy did as well and everyone was able to return to their activities.
Jinyoung could not believe that just happened. Here he was thinking how absurd the club was with their high-end tastes and fancy clothes they probably wouldn't give a commoner like him the time of day.
But in the end, they were quite the unique bunch who definitely had their faults but all were kind nonetheless. Maybe the guys weren't that bad after all.
Jackson, still sporting a stern look, turned to Jinyoung and spoke, "Hm, how are we going to punish you now that you got one of our guests banned."
Maybe he spoke too soon.
No way did Jackson still think it was his fault.
"It was your fault after all. Your quota is now raised to 1000 customers!"
"... "
It took a while to process.
"WAE?" Jinyoung whined.
He couldn't believe his ears.
"I've got high expectations from you my cute little rookie," Jackson encouraged with a wink.
Jinyoung looked to the other members for salvation and found no comrade in them. They all seem to unanimously agree that what Jackson declared was a fair punishment.
As outlandish as everyone and everything was, Jinyoung deeply exhaled and accepted his fate. There was no good trying to fight them, so he might as well join them.