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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐩 | Jeong Yunho - 1

Synopsis ⟶ You were denied to Clover Prep in the past due to ‘over capacity’ of students. But then a few months later, you were accepted after being placed on the waiting list.

Excitement bubbled inside you when you finally stepped foot, but it quickly simmered down when you learned that you were accepted in the place of a dead girl. First week there, you learn some mysterious things about her and the things she was associated with, leading towards her death.

Coincidently, another person is looking into her cause of death, bringing the both of you close. Outside parties seem suspicious of the two and try to insert themselves to stop it, but that only brings the both of you together to wonder what happened, behind this ‘picture perfect’ school.

Genre ⟶ Fluff, smut, angst, mystery

Pairing ⟶ Yunho x Fem!Reader

Tag list ⟶ @mirror-juliet @onlyasgoodasitgets @ugz4dayz @cottoncandytiny @l0c4lbr4t

A/N: Hi! I know it’s been awhile since I've posted the teaser. Around the time I wanted to post, I got very busy in my personal life and couldn’t update as much. Please enjoy the first chapter.

It’s been a couple of hours on the bus as you watched the time on your phone. You were traveling alone to your new school, since your parents were too caught up with work to send you off properly, but you don’t blame them. At first, you weren’t accepted at Clover Prep due to them accepting too many students, but an event that happened made you get the spot inside the school.

You watched the window as you dozed on-and-off every few minutes. But a certain brake indicated that the bus had made it to the bus stop. You picked up your luggage from the overhead compartment and rolled it off the bus.

The walk to the school was only 10 minutes, so you decided to walk instead of wasting your money on a taxi. The rolling of your suitcase against the bumpy concrete as the soft padding of your shoes were overpowered.

After a few turns, you made it towards the school, but it was locked by a gate and there was a security guard in front of it. “Are you lost?”

“N-no, I just need to find the front office to be enrolled,” you answered the guard, who looked like he was seconds away from laughing at you, until you pulled out your acceptance letter and his face instantly changed. “Follow me.”

You followed behind the security guard and the way to the front office gave you a glimpse of the campus. The school colors were dark green and silver, based on how the school uniforms and school gear were worn by the students. Landscape of the school was near perfection, hedges were perfectly cut and it looks like flowers were planted in the perfect spots.

You entered a building you assumed was the admission building. It was way nicer than your old school, but you didn’t know that the school was this rich. “I have to get back to my post. Keep going straight and take a left, you’ll be in the office.”

The guard left you alone in the big building as you took his instructions. You glanced at the decorated walls, it had photos of the other graduating classes from last year to when the school first opened. It also hung photos of individual students, who were considered the pride of the school.

You pushed open a glass door and a woman, who was middle aged and had her hair up, behind the desk. She looked up and watched as you walked in. “Good afternoon! How may I help you?”

“Even she sounds posh!” You thought as you cleared your throat. “I’m (L/N) (Y/N) and I’m supposed to talk to one of the heads for my admission here.”

“Ah,” the woman said as she shuffled through some files. “We were just thinking about when you’ll arrive. Follow me.”

You left your luggage by her desk as you followed her towards the back. She led you towards the back and let you enter the office first. The office looked more like a suite than an office, expensive furniture and painting all around.

“(L/N) (Y/N), correct?” The woman asked as she sat down her piping cup of tea down on the saucer and stood up, walking towards you and held out her hand. “Headmistress Choi.”

“Nice to meet you,” you say as you shake her head, which feels icy towards the touch. You put your hand towards your side and she motioned you to sit in one of her expensive leather chairs. “I thought there were two of you?”

“My husband and I are the heads, and he’s out of town for a meeting. We don’t usually take students in this time during the semester, but something came up in the department you were in, and we looked through your file and you were better suited than the others on the waitlist,” Headmistress Choi explained as she grabbed some papers and a key from her desk. “This is your schedule, rules and schedules around the school, and the key to your dorm.”

You took the things from her and put them in your pockets as she continued to talk some more. “We also have a strict uniform policy. Anything missing from your uniform will equal a demerit. And if anything happens to your uniform, like if it tears or doesn’t fit right, please alert a faculty member immediately. If you feel like something is wrong, you can come talk to me or my husband.”

You nodded your head as you watched her stand up and you did the same thing. She sent you a small smile, “Welcome to Clover Prep and one of the student representatives will be here to take you to your dorm.”

Right on cue, a girl with raven colored hair walks inside. She scoffed slightly at your appearance and turned towards Headmistress Choi. She noticed the girl and a smile was worn on her stone cold face. “My precious girl, Jaekyung! This is (Y/N), please show her to her dorm.”

“Yes Headmistress Choi!” She says as she clasps her hand and then motioned you follow her.

You grabbed your luggage from the front and followed behind Jaekyung. By the way she’s dressed and how she looked at you when she first saw you, you could instantly tell that she was one of those spoiled rich kids, who has never seen someone below the upper class. She also had an aura of ‘don’t touch or talk to me unless given permission to.’

“So, how long have you shown new kids around?” You asked, trying to lift the tension, but you could tell she didn’t want to converse with you.

“A few times,” she replies rudely as she begins to walk faster than you, making it seem she doesn't want to be seen around you.

You bit your lip as you continued walking and noticed students looking at you. It must be pretty shocking to see someone admitted around this time, but it seems like something else that they’re talking about that you couldn’t just pin.

The dorm building was just ahead and following behind Jaekyung was finally done, since she’s shown that she won’t be friendly towards you. Once the two of you made it in front of the dorm building, you thanked her and she just rolled her eyes as she walked away.

Luckily, your dorm room number was labeled on the key. You walked up the stairs and down the hallway, until you got in front of your door. You placed the key in the hole and turned and walked inside the dorm.

The school was very rich and they liked to show it in many ways, like the dorms. The room was spacious and it contained two full sized beds, two desks, two closets, and a huge window. You walked towards the empty side and sat your luggage down. Your uniform was hanging on your closet and it seemed to be ironed.

“I was hoping you didn’t come yet!” A voice said as they entered the room. She had long brown hair and had something in her hands, a gift. “This is yours.”

“Thank you,” you answered as you took the wrapped box from her hands and sat it down on your desk.

“My name is Lee Yuri and you must be (Y/N), we’re going to be best friends” Yuri said excitedly as she locked arms with you. “Do you need help unpacking?”

“Yes,” you answered and opened your suitcase to reveal your tightly packed clothes and school materials.

“I see you met Jaekyung. Don’t worry, she’s a bitch to anyone she meets, unless you're in her group of friends,” Yuri explains as she places your clothes in your closet. “I also ironed your uniform. You can get a demerit if your uniform isn’t wrinkle free, which is unfair. The heads must’ve lost their minds when they made the uniform rule.”

You chuckled slightly at her bubbly personality. Yuri seems to be genuinely nice and always wants to help. You also learned that Yuri is the eldest sibling of her family and dreams of owning her own clothing store. The last of your things were placed away and Yuri placed your luggage in the storage closet.

“How long have you been attending here?” You asked as you sat down on your bed.

“Since middle school,” Yuri answered as she sat beside you.

“Middle school?!” You asked, shocked at her answer.

“Yeah, this school is a middle and high school combined. 30 years ago, the middle schoolers and high schoolers used to be housed together and be in the same school. But an incident happened, so they had to build the middle school on the other side of the campus,” Yuri explained as she crossed her legs. “It’s almost dinner time, let’s hurry to the dining hall before the good seats are taken.

Yuri locked arms with you and walked out your dorm room together to go get dinner together. The dining hall had a medieval feel in the interior. The dinner was some type of pasta dish you couldn’t name, but it looked better than public school food.

“Look,” Yuri said as she nodded her head in a direction. “Jaekyung is looking over here.”

You turned your head to see Yuri was right. Jaekyung was looking over at your table with a couple of her friends, whispering about something. You felt nervous. Was there something on you? Did you have anything weird on?

“I know what you’re thinking! Don’t worry about her, she’s just trying to get under your skin,” Yuri says as she takes another bite of her food. “Your first day is going to be great! Trust me! The head’s chose you for a reason!”

You smiled at Yuri’s words, because maybe she’s right. You had a clean grade and behavior record from your past schools, they definitely chose you for your clean attitude.

You button your blazer as you flatten it on your body. You hated how the dark green skirts were a little on the short side, since it was starting to get cold. The campus was slowly getting loud as students left their dorms and walked towards the dining hall for breakfast or towards the school.

“Yuri! Are you ready to go?” You asked as you approached the girl finishing her makeup.

“Yeah, just a few more things and I’ll be ready,” she answered as she put on her lipstick and placed it in her makeup bag. “Let’s go.”

The two of you walked out your dorm room and walked towards the school. You were definitely excited to start your first day after hearing so many things about the school from the alumni online. You and Yuri entered the massive school, and she guided you to your homeroom. Once you were there, you bid her a goodbye and walked in.

The classroom had a lively feel inside of it and other students doing their own things. You looked around for any empty desk, and luckily found one in the middle of the room. You placed your backpack down as you looked around the classroom. Maybe you should make friends, but the people around seem like they don’t want a new addition in their friend group. Thankfully, you were too tired last night to read the schedule, so you did just that.

“I haven’t seen your face in here,” a voice said. You looked up and saw a blonde male, with a couple of his friends behind him, as he took a chair and sat it in front of your desk. “Headmistress and Headmaster Choi don’t usually enroll students in around this time.”

“I got accepted because of my high grades and good references,” you say towards him as you fold your arms against your chest and his suspicious look quickly falters to a playful one.

The blonde laughed and turned towards his friends, “You heard that guys? She thinks she got in because of her grades and references, but she only got accepted to cover up-”

The male was ripped away from the chair from one of his friends, whose eyes were darkening with anger. “Shut the fuck up, Wooyoung! You can be such a blabbermouth.”

“Jeez, I’m sorry Yeosang,” he said as he pushed the chair back in its original place and followed his friends to their spots.

You looked down at your desk nervously. Were you really accepted to cover up something? Those thoughts swirled in your head and didn’t notice the teacher walking in. You looked up and saw the taller one of them looking at you. What was his friend going to say?

“What’s on your mind? You’ve been pushing your food around for five minutes,” Yuri asked with concern in her voice as she stared at you.

“It’s nothing,” you answered as you finally took a bite of your lunch.

“Hmm, are you sure? Did Wooyoung say or do anything to you?” She asked and you froze at the mention of his name.

“How do you know him?” You asked as you looked up at her.

“I’ve heard and seen some things he did to some freshmen, just to scare them a bit” she replies as she takes a sip of her juice. “He’s always been like that.”

You decided not to answer and continued eating your lunch. Maybe he was just messing with you and was somehow intimidated on how you got accepted around this time of the semester, and not the beginning of the fall or spring semester like the others there. You mentally shrugged and finished up your lunch.

Your next class was an elective class that the school chose for you, which was art. You weren’t exactly great at art, but your drawings were somewhat similar to what you meant to draw. The classroom was designed like an art studio and it would make an artsy person not want to leave.

“Your desk is that empty one over there,” the teacher said as she motioned towards an empty desk.

You walked to the desk and sat down on the stool. The desk had drawers built inside to hold multiple supplies and books. You opened the drawers to leave some of your books inside and inside was a journal, which looked like a diary. The book seemed to be old and almost finished with all the pages. It was also purple with splotches of paint on the cover.

Instead of alerting the teacher, you shoved it in your backpack to see if you could find the owner. Thankfully that class went by quickly, and was your last class of the day. When the bell rang, you made a beeline for the door and made way for your dorm.

“You’re finally back from your class!” Yuri says as she looks up from her homework. “We need to talk about it tonight at dinner, because right now I’m busy with a project.”

“It’s fine, I was about to head to the library. Do you know where it is?” You asked as you pulled out a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt from your closet.

“Yeah, just take a right when you leave out of here and keep going straight. The library should be in front of you,” she replies as she pulls out her textbook.

You discreetly took the diary from your backpack and hid it in your sweatshirt, walking out the dorm room. The path had leaves on them, indicating that autumn was about to come. While walking to the library, you noticed Jaekyung and her friends walking from somewhere.

You heard about a café not that far from campus, and it is popular with the students here and assumed she was just coming from there.

But you didn’t miss the way Jaekyung stared at you as you passed her and then whispered to her friends about something, and looked back at you with a gasp. You sighed and pushed the big doors of the library open. It was massive on the inside and had many bookshelves mixed with old and new books.

You found a table in the back and sat down and finally got the chance to read the diary, once and for all.

September 5th

I usually don’t do these things, but my mom tells me it will help me while I’m away from home until Fall Break and Christmas. I, An Yeseul, am officially a student of Clover Prep, one of the most prestigious boarding schools in the country. Knowing my background, I will be the center of bullying since I’ll be around preppy rich kids. But I can manage.

I just met both, the Headmaster and Headmistress, there’s something off about the two. It’s like they’re hiding something, but I can’t put my finger on it. Maybe I’m just overthinking about it.

My roommate, Kim Jihye, luckily isn’t one of those spoiled kids. She comes from the same financial background as me. I’m probably going to forget to write in this, but this seems like a good start.

“That’s it for day one?” You asked yourself as you looked at the page once again. You didn’t want to read further, just in case each day is longer. The sky was starting to set, indicating that dinner is soon.

You pushed in the chair and walked out the library. While walking out, you noticed one of Wooyoung’s friends from earlier, going inside the library. You quickly brushed past him and he turned back to look at you and his eyes trained down to the diary you were holding.

“Excuse me,” he called out to you and you stopped to turn around. “That book looks familiar. Where’d you get it?”

“I have to go. Bye,” you said not wanting to make a conversation with him and running out the library.

“It looks oddly familiar. No way, it couldn’t be…” he thought as he watched you run off.

“Yunho, why’d she run away from you?” A guy said as he checked out the books he was holding.

“It’s nothing, Junghoon,” Yunho answered as he crossed his arms.

“I was just worried you said something to offend her,” Junghoon said as he grabbed the books from the librarian and then put an arm around Yunho’s shoulder. “Let’s go back to our dorms. Dinner should be soon.”

Yunho nodded as he walked with his friend back to their dorms to set their stuff away before dinner.

“Is there anything you want to talk about? People? Teachers?” Yuri asked as she sat her tray beside you as she picked up her spoon.

“I just keep bumping into people,” you replied as she looked at you.

“Are you afraid that the people you bump into might be bad? I can tell you” she suggested and you nodded. “Great.”

First, she pointed towards Jaekyung’s table, “You already met Jaekyung and how much of a bitch she can be. She mostly hangs out with those three and sometimes people from the student council. Only talk to her or her friends when it’s school related, if it’s not school related, stay away from her.”

Then, she pointed towards a table with a guy you didn’t know and Yeosang, who reprimanded Wooyoung earlier today. “Then that’s Baek Junghoon. He’s the school representative along with Jaekyung. They pretty much run the school when together. But luckily, Junghoon is way nicer than Jaekyung. Junghoon hangs out with Yunho, Wooyoung, and Yeosang when it relates to sports since they’re on the soccer team. Other than that, he’s mostly seen with his group of friends as well.”

“Thanks for the explanation. I know now to avoid Jaekyung at any cost,” you jokingly said and Yuri started to laugh.

Over the course of 3 weeks being there, you noticed people ignored you on purpose. Anytime you try to talk to someone to make friends, they either get up and walk away or flat out ignore you.

You’ve also been reading Yeseul’s diary and the reason why she probably left it behind, but no sign yet, just short entries. But today you feel like something big is going to happen.

Like always, you made your way to the library and sat in your usual spot. You pulled out the book and started to read the next entry.

September 26th

It’s only been 3 weeks since the new school year, and people are already acting like they have sticks shoved up their butts, especially Joo Jaekyung.

I bumped into Baek Junghoon, which I had to admit is very cute, and we ended up talking while walking to our shared class together, which was history. When we walked in, Jaekyung immediately glared at me and pulled Junghoon away from me, like an overly jealous girlfriend.

After class, I confronted her about it and she insulted me and initiated a fight, and in the end I got in trouble with Headmistress Choi, even though I didn’t start it. I can tell that Jaekyung and I are not going to be friends.

“Hey! Joo Jaekyung! What was that for?” Yeseul asked as she stormed towards the girl.

“I don’t have time to talk to a girl like you,” Jaekyung said shortly as she walked away from her.

“What do you mean ‘a girl like me,’ Jaekyung?” Yeseul asked, now mad at the girl.

“You know, you probably slept with other boys at your school and decided to come here for a fresh start,” Jaekyung says as she jabbed her index finger in Yeseul’s shoulder. “I know your kind.”

Yeseul smacked Jaekyung’s hand away, glaring at her. “Don’t touch me! You’re just a self-centered bitch.”

“What did you just call me?” Jaekyung asked as she pushed the girl roughly, knocking her into the wall littered with posters.

“You heard me! I called you a self-centered bitch!” Yeseul answered with a smirk and pushed her back.

Just then, her hair was pulled by Jaekyung and Yeseul grabbed her hair as well, pulling it. A fight broke out between the two as they knocked each other into the walls. There was a crowd of students around them cheering them on.

“You two stop it right there!” Headmistress Choi shouted as she stormed towards the two. “What’s going on?!”

“Headmistress Choi, I was just trying to help Yeseul and she called me names and started to fight me!” Jaekyung says as she holds her hand against her nose, probably bleeding since Yeseul punched it.

“She’s lying Headmistress Choi!” Yeseul yells as she fixes her hair. “She started the fight and insulted me first!”

“Why should I believe you? Poor Jaekyung has a bloody nose and a few bruises, and you look completely fine despite your disheveled hair” Headmistress Choi pointed out. “An Yeseul, you have 3 Saturday detentions. Hopefully you’ll learn your lesson to not pick fights with students. Let’s go to the nurse, Jaekyung.”

Yeseul stood there in shock. Of course Jaekyung would get off free from trouble. She swore from that day that her and Joo Jaekyung were enemies.

As soon as you finished reading the entry and thinking about the fight between Yeseul and Jaekyung, the diary was snatched from your hands and you looked up to see Yunho reading it. You tried to grab it from him, but Yunho raised it a little higher, while reading it.

“I knew this was hers,” he said as he closed the book and turned towards you, eyeing you suspiciously. “How’d you get it? Who gave it to you?”

“I found it in my art desk, which was probably her old seat” you answered as you snatched the book from him, holding it in your grip.

“I’ve been searching for that book ever since she died and wanted to know who played a part” he says. “It was very suspicious how her dead body moved from the locker room to the woods a mile away.”

“Locker room? I thought she died in the woods?” You asked curiously as you watched Yunho’s expression change to a ‘I said too much’.

“This is between you and I, okay? You probably want to find out why you were accepted in her place and I want to know who played a part leading up to her death. Wanna work together to find out?”

You bit your lip in thought. Solving a mystery like this wasn’t your plan when you first arrived. But since you’re curious as to why you were chosen in her place and why people ignore you like the plague, you made up your mind.

“Yes” you answered him and he nodded. The two of you were officially partners.

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