“Jinyounggie! I'm so bored,” I whined to one of our head boys as the other shape-shifters decorated our dorm for the celebration we're going to have for the month of April. April, our campus's Shape-shifters' Month as they say – all because of our oh-so-great leader's birth date, senior Hyukjae. Well, I don't think he's that good, maybe just the headmistresses' son, but that's all that, or I just don't know him that much. Whatever. “Why not just help us instead, Jae hoobae?” Jinyoung said as his eyes shot daggers at me, his hands on his hips and head tilted on one side. I laughed hard, he looked like an old lady scolding a spoiled brat which I'm not. Oh no, I am not a spoiled brat. I sighed and laid on the table I was sitting on before looking sidewards at hearing the familiar sound of Senior Junsu's playful voice. I grinned and immediately changed to my animal form and flew to sit on my favorite senior's shoulder. |