"Rain washed away the sunny sky"

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"Yah-Y/N"

Your shinny brown hair drifted as you turned to your best friend.

Your eyes glued on to the phone, not noticing things surrounding. Jihoon let you borrow his phone because your's is broken.

"Is that Jihoon's phone?" Your eyes never leave the screen, you arch your eyebrows as a sign that's you're listening to her.

"Yeah, but I'm going to give it to him today." You give her a slight smile.

"Everyone thinks that you guys are a thing now, do you even like him?" You laugh at the question.

"No we're just close friends!"

"Are you sure?" She gave you that 'oh really' looks.

"I'm 100% sure we're nothing more than friends, don't worry." You put your hand on her shoulder

"Well if you don't have feelings for him then stop flirting, one day someone will play with your feelings just so you know."

You froze at the comment. Your eyes drifted somewhere.

Him. Damn, how can a person be so fucking handsome?

"Who's him?" You asked.

"Oh he's the new teacher, he teaches literature I believe." You nodded eyes still glued on to the male figure.

Your heart beat fast. Your hands traveled to your chest and hold it tightly. You never thought of falling for a teacher before. You shakes your head of your thoughts.

You take a quick glance at him again, this time his eyes caught your's. You quickly look away and pulled your best friend with you.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, let's go."

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( literature class)

I couldn't take my eyes off him, the way his lips moves as he explains a topic makes your heart beats faster. Are you seriously falling for him?

"Miss Y/N?" How can a person be that pretty?

"Miss Y/N!" His body is so built.

Not long after his face is a few inches away from your's. He slowly smiled as his hand traveled to your glasses, he slowly adjust it on your nose. You flinched at the sudden action.

"Focus, Y/N" he pat your head as he went back to his seat.

'Aish, this is so annoying!!!'

"Y/N, are you ok?" Jihoon turned to you.

"Yeah.." He leaned closer, his hands on your cheeks, then your forehead. Your body trying to avoid his touch.

"Your face is so red, do you have a fever? Should I go with you to the nurse?" He asked concerned.

"No...I'm fine.." He smiles.

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(After school)

"Aish, why does it have to fucking rain and this time? How am I supposed to get home?" You wrap yourself with your arms, it's raining really hard outside, unfortunately you didn't bring anything to cover yourself with. You just stand there waiting for the rain to stop when you spotted him.

His gazes locked in yours. You quickly looked down to your feet, you starts to blush again. Your heat beats is all over the place. You can't help but smile slightly.

"Miss Y/N, why are you standing here?" A voice startled you.

"I'm...I." You stutters.

"It's ok I can give you a ride." He offered me an umbrella. My hand shakes as I try to reach for the object.

You laugh slightly at his bike.

'Is he seriously using a bike?'

"What are you going to use? You'll get wet"

His eyes staring at you makes you feels some type of way. He smiled making his eyes disappeared. You breath hitched at how cute that was.

"It's fine, get on before your mom wonders where you are." He said patting the seat behind him.

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While sitting behind him, you can not stop but asking yourself why do you feel this way towards your own fucking teacher. Teacher...

You don't even know how old he is. Probably 10 years apart, but he looks so young tho. Girls already be gossiping about him the moment he walk into class.

His body is now soaked. You can't help but smiles behind him.

'Why is he so kind? Out of all people he decided help me. Does he have feelings for me?'

You always knew Jihoon had feelings for you for 3 years straight. But you only think of him as a friend. It's been a very long time since you've been in a relationship. You forgot how it's like to be in one. But right now your mind is about you and that teacher together.

You smacked yourself with your hand cursing at yourself. What the fuck are you even thinking?

You hesitate, your hands slowly grab on to his shirt to keep balance. At this moment you feel like you're in love. This is how it's like to have a crush on someone. You can't help but blushing in the back seat.

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But little did you know, that rain is washing away your hope, your dream, your consciousness. Being in love. Being brain washed by his presence.