† 17
"ah, kyu. can i see you for a minute?"
the once full classroom was deserted, albeit two figures remained.
"how have you been?"
"i've been well mr joon." she smiled, cheery.
"it's alright kyu," he ruffled her hair, a past habit. "no one is here."
"uncle jaeyeol..."
he smiled, arms asking. she accepted him.
"it's alright kyu," he heard sniffles. "i'm here."
"thank you."
little did they know, a pair of eyes saw through the small window door. he felt a pang to the chest.
so she wasn't all that smart at all.
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