Sean sighed as he massaged his temple, he was in school and it was a bore. He knew he was a genius deep down, but he had to keep up his foolish act so no one suspected a thing.

The dead mansion wasn't known, it was a secret, after all. And Sean would like to keep it that way.

Sean grumbled, he was still irritated about Rachel trying to drag him back, he didn't want to step foot in that hellhole ever again! Even if he was their best product.

He hummed and left class, ignoring the bullies who thought it was cool to pick on him.

He headed home, and by home, he meant Hyunho's snack shop, a teokbokki stand in the streets. There stood an old lady with a polite smile, she had no idea what she got herself into by taking care of Sean.

He smiled and greeted his parent, and ate his food. Obeying every word, all while the widow was clueless on why he did so.

Sean's eyes narrowed as he saw a person, maybe around his age, approach the stall and sit down, his eyes analysing them.

He hadn't seen him around, so he had the right to be concerned, especially if he was another prick from the dead mansion.

"Who are you, man?" Sean asked, raising a brow and grinning, his foolish act was a believable one.