“ Morning Mrs Kim ! ” Minwoo greeted Jasmine’s mother as he arrived to their home, just as he would do every morning so that they could walk together to school. On his face, Minwoo had the same mischievous smile as always, and that morning it was particularly wide, because he couldn’t stop thinking how Jasmine had being suspended from school for getting into a fist fight, ( that Minwoo did nothing to stop, in fact, he witnessed with pride ), but they would pretend to go to school like any other day so that the young woman wouldn’t get in troubles. “ Is Jasmine ready? I don’t want us to be late for school. ” He had the audacity to sound innocent while trying his best to not burst out laughing and raise any suspicions.