Next Day

- Baekhyun's POV -

Embarrassed. I am too embarrassed to face Mr Park after that faithful incident in my house. In my parents' kitchen.

"You're hard" Those two words that lingered in my mind over and over again. Can Mr Park's deep voice leave me alone?????

I sighed while my two feet carried me all the way to the science laboratory. I stood blankly, staring at the glass door that I never want to open.

Ah yeah, biology first lesson.

Great. First lesson with the man I despise so bad right now. I mean it wasn't his fault entirely... my eyes were to blame too. But who visits their student in those well-mannered fashion?!

I sighed twice before opening the glass door. Then the final blue painted wooden door of the laboratory greeted me.

Please Mr Park, be sick for a while. Let me breathe properly, i'm begging you.

"And what's with the long face?" The amount of electricity down my spine from that familiar deep voice. I jolted and immediately turned around to see Mr Park's widen eyes. "Why are you so surprised?"

"N-nothing! I'm going in, sir!"

Quivering, my hands reached for the door knob and twisted it open.

The whole class turned their attention on us, the newcomers. "Good morning, sir!"

I quietly paced to the direction of my seat. Then I also quietly placed my laptop on the laboratory bench.

Mr Park runs his left hand on his necktie and loosens it a little bit. "Today we are doing a practical test for your upcoming assessment task."

His slicked back hairdo is so much nicer today. It is neatly done. And I could see his forehead clearly.

"Please keep your laptops in your bags, and get laboratory gowns and glasses." I followed Mr Park's left hand. His hand grabs for his lab goggles and he places it on the bridge of his nose.

I then felt a massive, stinging slap on my back, causing me to moan out of pain.

"Get your own laboratory gown and goggles, dimwit." I turned around, glaring at Kyungsoo who tries to adjust the sleeves of his white coat.

"I know! I was just thinking." I muttered, kicking my seat back then up to get a gown and goggles next door.

Kyungsoo follows me next door, "Well i hope that thinking of yours don't include daydreaming about the teacher." I gulped a chunk of saliva. Haha he couldn't possibly——

"Don't even think about it, Byun." Kyungsoo sniggers. I walked to the beaker station to grab two small beakers.

I held them one of each on two hands, "We are graduating. Don't do anything stupid, dimwit." I'm not... a dimwit. I know what I am doing.

"Besides Mr Park's got a wife, already." I froze. Not knowing what to do.

A wife.... he never mentioned one.

"H-how do you know? Are you his wife?" I tried laughing it off. But it clearly has taken me back.

"Unfortunately no, I am not his wife. I met her just earlier."

"Earlier?" I asked. So is she a teacher in this school too???

"And apparently she is a substitute teacher for our photography class. Her shots are undeniably good." Why is he telling me this... I don't wanna hear it so I slowly drifted away from his sight. But he kept on following my tracks.

Finally I took the courage to ask. "Why are you telling me this?"

Kyungsoo shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know," He cracks into a soft laughter. "I just feel like invading his privacy a little." He winks at me then returns back to the class.

While I'm left dumbfounded. Lost. Confused. I don't know exactly what I'm feeling. Everything's just too sudden.