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The ringtone of his phone woke Chanyeol up. He didn't want to go to work, but apparently he had to. One week has passed since he attended to his job, he told the principal that he was not feeling well and that the illness could be contagious. At the end depression and sadness could ruin someone else's mood couldn't it?
He didn't want his student to see him in this state. With a loud sigh he stood up from his bed and headed towards the bathroom. The cold water was splashed against his soft skin. His gaze was wandering towards the mirror, he looked at himself.
"Get yourself together Chanyeol, you're thirty, a grown man. Don't embarras yourself to your students!" He pushed his encouragement.
After getting changed, Chanyeol drove to the school he worked at. The school which gave him a new start, the school which let him push his past away, the school which gave him the opportunity to meet the probably only love of his life.
Chanyeol shook his head and stared at the road. "Stop thinking about it, concentrate", he said and held back his tears.
It was true that Chanyeol was a grown man, he always knew what decisions he had to make, his choice of words were always wise. Exactly that was why he couldn't believe that an eighteen years old boy could make him so confused, so vulnerable.
Chanyeol was embarrassed of himself.
The door to the teacher's office opened, his colleague Jongin smiled at him, Chanyeol only nodded back and entered the room.
"Ah Chanyeol, you're here again I see", one of his female co-workers said. "There is a letter from the principle's office in your shelf."
Chanyeol nodded, took the letter and walked to his class. The hall was filled with laughter, the students smiled and enjoyed their time. As soon as the door opened the class filled itself with students. They sat down and greeted their teacher.
"Morning class, I'm sorry that I couldn't attend to school for a week"
"It's fine Mr. Park, are you feeling well now?"
The teacher smiled lightly, "Well,I'm trying to survive". Chanyeol sighed and ran his fingers over his eyebrows. "Okay, so I gave you homework for the week. Here I have the answers, please pass them around and control your results. If there is anyone who hasn't done their homework, raise your hand."
Only two people raised their hands, Chanyeol didn't even asked why they didn't do their homework, he honestly cared less.
Since the students were busy controlling their homework Chanyeol took a glance to the letter of the officer. He cut the sides and too the letter out of the envelope.
New class information
It has been a privilege for Baekhyun to attend PT Highschool for the last years, however he will be leaving the school at the end of this month, due to having some private issues with the school and offered a place at another school. We will always be grateful for the school's nurturing environment and excellent education standards.
We trust that this information will enable Baekhyun's absence to be an authorised one.
Yours sincerely,
Mr and Mrs. Byun
"Wait. . ", Chanyeol whispered to himself. Is he leaving the school? He thought.
Chanyeol was corrected, Baekhyun was leaving the school, he wanted to attend to another and it was all Chanyeol's fault.
A great way to start the school week, sadly Chanyeol had no chance but to act as if everything was normal. He wanted to ask Luhan but it would be too suspicious if he kept asking him about Baekhyun and Kyungsoo wouldn't give an answer either.
The teacher lost his small smile that was lingering on his lips, he looked through the class and had no idea how he was going to survive this day.
"Ah, Baekhyun. Thank you for agreeing to meet me a second time", Jinyoung thanked the younger one.
Baekhyun smiled and shook his head. "It's okay, really. I see how much you care about Chanyeol and Jinyoung. . ", he paused a while. "I thought about the things you said, I really did. I even talked to Luhan about it"
"Really?!" Jinyoung got excited. "And what is your decision?"
"I have no decision."
Jinyoung looked at him in confusion.
"I need a break", Baekhyun clearified. "I think Chanyeol does too. This is too much, I don't know what you did expect. That I ran to his arms again and everything is fine? Jinyoung, he fucking raped someone. I know it is his past I know!" Baekhyun got louder. "But it just hurts. . He kept a big secret from me"
"Would you react in another way if he would tell you? Do you really think you would've listened?"
Baekhyun shook his head.
"Like I said, I need a break. I already talked to my parents, I told them that I want to change my school"
"You what?!" Jinyoung's eyes widened.
"I can't just go to school seeing him all day! Please, don't tell him."
"I won't." Jinyoung looked at the ground. "It will destroy him, he isn't even attending to work since three days, he took a time off for a week I guess. His mind isn't clear right now."
Baekhyun didn't say anything.
"He feels pathetic, keeps calling himself stupid and asking himself if he is a real man, because he keeps crying over a eighteen years old boy. Chanyeol is even ready to visit a psychiatrist. He said that he wants you back but he doesn't want to run after you like a baby, eventhough he is acting like one."
Now it has been three month being without Baekhyun. What was he doing right now? How was he feeling? Does Baekhyun hate him?
Thousands of questions filled the teacher's mind each day. Jinyoung tried to comfort him, even searching someone who might win Chanyeol's heart but there was no way. He wasn't the funny teacher that everyone loved anymore, the philosopher who asked and taught people about the noun love.
The question, what is love, that has been answered with you by Byun Baekhyun, will always stay you.
Everytime a students asks him or they talk about this topic, Chanyeol's answer has been
"You"
"You? Me, Mr. Park?"
"No", he smiled lightly. "The answer is you. One day, someone will come into your life and you will feel it, got it? Wherever you hear the word love, you will think you and than a specific picture of someone will appear in your head."
The male student looked at him with a blank face.
"Ah, I feel how a picture of someone appeared in your mind", Chanyeol smirked.
"N-No!"
"It did, come on, tell me. Who is it, someone from our class?"
"No. . ", the student shook his head. "Someone older actually. I know it's stupid, there's a huge age gap-"
"Love is you, not an age, no a gender, not a race. Please, never forget this."
The student smiled and thanked his teacher. Chanyeol went home and locked himself in his room, the room was dark and quiet, just like he loved it for the past three month. His mind could be loud here and no one would hear it.
"Where are you, Baekhyun?"
Again a day without him, a day with thoughts only about him, tears that were caused by him, Chanyeol even has lost his courage to look into the mirror
Loud laughter escaped the students lips, while searching for their seats in the stadium.
"Baekhyun come one we're late already!!"
"Calm down Luhan", Baekhyun rolled his eyes at him. He followed Luhan and Sehun to their seats. Baekhyun actually never understood basketball but Luhan had three tickets so Baekhyun agreed to come with them.
Luhan and Sehun cheered and as expected Baekhyun cheered for the other team without knowing what was going on. The student was now sitting on his seat and eating nachos, staring at a blank point.
"Baekhyun, watch the game!"
"What? Eh, I am"
Luhan sighed. "I brought you here to clear your mind about him"
"Who?"
"You know exactly who I am talking about"
Baekhyun nodded. "I'm sorry, let's watch the game okay?" Luhan smiled and looked back to the game.
"Look! The kiss cam!"
How am I supposed to clear my mind when everything here reminds me of him? The young boy thought.
Later on the three went home, Baekhyun thanked Luhan for another try to clear his mind, eventhough it was useless.
The next day Baekhyun didn't felt like going to school, since he changed his school he literally cared less. It was almost two p.m when the ex boyfriend sat on his couch at home and turned the TV on. He switched through the channels
"Boring, boring, bo-"
"-from the Pt Highschool.", the newsreader spoke. "It is still unknown why the thirty year old teacher, Park Chanyeol, tried to commit suicide in his own classroom."
"What?", Baekhyun's voice shaked.
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I think the next chapter might be the last one?
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