Just a quick update 😊

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Due to lack of teachers, I am expecting to have Mr. Park Chanyeol as my biology and physics teacher.

Hopefully, I don't get the same treatment as Mr Park threw at me last school year. If I do, I'll definitely quit life.

"As you heard, my father used to teach here." An innocent smile appeared on his young face. "I've heard about this class a lot from my dad." And now, Mr. Park dares to talk shit behind us? Why do I feel like he really hates this class. Are we at fault now?  "Especially you." Without realising it, everyone's attention suddenly creeped on my direction.

"M-me?"

"He's taught two generations of Byuns." Thank God. I must show a different 'me' since it's a new teacher.

Personally, I think it was the two other generations of my family's fault why he hates me. Think about it, why would he hate someone like me? I mean, I'm cute.

I'm innocent.

I'm obedient.

I'm sensible with my actions.

I don't talk too much.

I always participate. But why does he hate me to the point he gives out Cs?

"Let me get this straight to the point," Mr. Park's voice changed all of sudden. A much deeper and eerier one. "I hate kids who slack off." And he turned his burning eyes to me. I could see hell in his eyes. This scares me to death, now.

"Alrighty, let's start the lesson now." I noticed his voice switched into an angelic one, again. "Please turn to your laptops, and open up the document I've shared with you." Mr. Park walked to his desk and pulled out a seat. I pretended to be busy on my work, but I could still sense him putting on his glasses as he scrolls down on his screen.

Is it just me or this teacher's way too mysterious?

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Lunctime, right now.

The smell of microwaved foods disgusts me.

Pizzas? Burgers? Chips? Is this what they call 'healthy eating'?

Sehun always packs up sandwiches with fresh veggies on it, just for me. So, I was kind of expecting he will bring me with him.

"Just eat what you can get." A recognised the calm voice right away. "There's nothing we can do about it." I waited for him to pull me out of this place.

"Nope, Baek." With poker face, "I forgot to pack sandwiches today." Sehun said.

"Say what, you serious?" I tried using my almighty pout.

Unfortunately he didn't buy it.

"Yeah." Sehun grabbed the strap of his bag, "I gotta go somewhere. See you at dismissal." He rushed and left $10 on the top of my palms. I watch him go away in disbelief.

I deeply let out a sigh. What's up with him? Ditching me at lunch? He'd never do this to me unless it's real emergency.

I have no choice, but to line up at the 1st lane. I have to eat and survive today. I need energy to keep my body and brain going. Though I'm not a big fan of oily foods, I had no other choice but to eat one.

I nervously lined up, clutching onto the money Sehun gave me, and biting my nails. I actually have the habit of biting my nails when I'm pretty nervous, so yeah.

I'm thinking of getting a chicken cheese burger, since that's the only food I've ordered here before. There are two other people in front of me, so I still have time to choose.

"Cheese and bacon rolls," a voice from behind startled me, "i recommend."

"M-Mr Park!" What a surprise. He could've just lined up on the teachers' lane. "There's a lane for teachers, and you could line there."

Then, he deeply chuckled. "It's alright. I'm already here." I just nodded my head, not wanting to continue the conversation.

I realised I'm next on the line, I need to decide whether I'll go with Chicken Cheese Burger or Cheese and Bacon roll.

"Next!" Shouted the lady on the counter, "How're you doing?"

"I'm good, thank you." My fingers started tapping the counter. I absolutely have no idea what to choose. "Uh---"

"I'll have chicken cheese burger, please." It was a suggestion, not a commandment. Why am I even worrying about it?

The lady gave the chicken cheese burger to me, in exchange I gave her my payment. The chicken cheese burger's oil dripped on my hand. I couldn't touch it nor look at it. I didn't expected for it to be this oily.

I tried to find a faucet near me, but I have to walk all the way to the next building to get to the nearest toilet. I was struggling until someone snatched away the burger from me. "Here," To my surprise, Mr. Park was standing in front of me, with wet wipes and cheese and bacon roll on his both hands. "have this instead. It's less oily." He handed me his meal and carefully wiped my two hands with wet wipes.

"T-Thank you, Sir Park." And after that, he left me hanging.