Jun's Pov

I opened my eyes only to find I am not in my own room. What happened?

2 hours ago...

"Good day. I am here to tell you that I can't teach a lesson to your daughter tonight. But I'll gonna replace today's lesson on Saturday," I said in front of Mrs. (your surname)'s house.

"Oh it's okay Teacher Wen. Anyway Are you on your way back home?" she replied.

"Ahh yeah," I nodded.

"Great! My daughter school is in front of your house right? Can you do me a favor? My daughter left her cellphone. I was afraid she might lost. She is really bad at direction."

Bad at direction? Or maybe, she is to focus in reading erotic stuffs in public that's why. Anyway, I accepted her favor even though I badly feel sick.

On my way to her school, which is my old school too, I opened her phone to check the current time. My eyes widened when I saw her wallpaper screen. Her wallpaper is a western guy who is only wearing a leopard printed boxer!

"Out of my way!" an old guy, riding on a motorcycle, shouted on me. When I looked at his side, I quickly stepped back on the side of the road. Gosh, I was so surprised that I almost die.

After minutes of walking, I arrived at my old school. A friend of my mine is the new principal and been asking me to work as their new math teacher. That's why I did my best to avoid coming back here. Really hope we won't meet today.

As I walking passed through the Jaica building, I saw students beneath the escalated stairway I am standing at. That place was my territory before. What are they doing in that small alleyway? I secretly peeked at them. In a close distance, I saw a boy and a familiar girl. Yup, she is my student, the owner of the cellphone I am holding and that girl I met on the subway. Her back is against the wall, and the boy trapped her between his arms. Tsk, kids nowadays.

"Do you want me to start?" the boy said.

Should I interfere? Ugh whatever. She is my student anyway so...

"Start what kiddo?" I butted in.

The boy pulled back his hands and they faced my direction. Then he answered,, "Get lost old man," while showing his middle finger. T-This b-brat!

"Old man. Who? Me?" I pointed himself . "You, stay there!" I yelled. And just what I was always doing before, I suddenly jumped from the slanted stairway down at this small alleyway. That was... a big mistake. I heard a cracking of my bone after that high jump that I can't even stand up right away. It took me seconds to compose myself and walked slowly. Ahhhhhhh that was hurt. I maybe old enough for that stunt.

"Who are you to interfere you old man?" the boy asked while smirking. I really want to rip his mouth.

But instead, I laughed. "Everyone told me that I have a baby face."

"I don't care. Just go," he blocked my way.

So I bent my head to looked at this guy who is much shorter and much younger than me but act like we are on the same age. "But I care." I said. "Because I know that girl." And my eyes travelled to her side. "She is my student. I am his private tutor," I introduced.

"So? You are just her tutor, but I am her boyfriend," he explained.

"Yeah. But I am not only here as her tutor. The principal of this school is one of my closest friends. If I tell him about what I witnessed, you might get suspended. You don't want your parents to come here right? A coward child like you won't like it."

He got speechless. And I know why. Because I was like that when I was young. Every rebel kid's weakness is their parents.

After a few moment of silence, the school bell rings. ~Kring kring~

He looked at her before walking out.

"Hey you student," I called her and handled her phone back.

"Oh? My cellphone?!" she gasped.

"I went to your house to tell to your mother than we won't have a class today. Then she asked me to bring your phone on my way."

"T-Thank you."

Okay! I can go home now and rest in peace. My head is aching so bad. I turned my back and started to walk when I remembered something that happened a moment ago. So I stopped and looked back, "Ahh, I will give you some advice as your teacher." And with a sarcastic smile, I advised, "Change your wallpaper. I was checking the time on your phone and almost got in an accident when I saw a western guy who is only wearing his boxer. I ALMOST DIE. Okay?" Then I walked again.

After that...

After that I...

What happened after that?

My mind went black.

"Oh! Teacher Wen! You are finally awake!"

I stared at the girl who is sitting on the side of the bed I am lying on. My eyes blinked, trying to remember everything. "Where ... am I?" the only words I managed to ask.

"You are at my school's clinic. A moment ago, you suddenly lose consciousness and your temperature is burning up. Then I saw our principal and when he saw you, he panicked and brought you here," she explained.

That is not a good news.

I sat up and about to leave but...

"Oy oy oy oy, where do you think you're going?" a man came in and stopped my flee. He is my friend, a very persistent friend to the point of annoyance.

"Oh, good day Mr. Principal," this girl bowed at him.

"What are you doing here student? I told you to come back to your class. Go back to your room!" my friend, Dokyeom, scolded her.

"Y-Yeah Principal," she stuttered and stood up. Before she went out of the clinic, she waved at me and said, "Teacher, I'll come back as soon as my class finished. Wait for me okay? Okie dokie?" then she bowed again to her principal and moved out.

I took a deep breath. Okay, here we go for the worst scenario.

"Wow, you really surprised me Wen Junhui," Dokyeom laughed. "You did your best to avoid me, but here you are, coming into my school and suddenly fainted. Life is full of amazing events, isn't it."

I pushed aside my blanket and stood up without responding.

"I heard you are that student's Math teacher. So you are working as private tutor huh?" he added. Again, I didn't answer and just wore my jacket. "Why are you choosing the hardest way? I always asked you to work here in my school."

His words paused me. "You know how much I hate this school," I spoke in a whisper.

We looked vacantly at each other.

Clearly, he knows why. My father was a former teacher of this school, and I was a senior highschool that time. I really respected my father and proud of being his son. Not until that day when he got caught doing sexual immorality with one of his students who asked for high grades. He ruined our family; my mom and my life. I was the center of bullying and they see me as the son of an immoral. Making love is supposed to be sacred. So I hate everyone who supports indecent acts of sex, especially those who read, watch or make jokes about it. They disgust me. They didn't know how the results can broke someone's life.

"I know. How could I not?" Dokyeom replied, holding my shoulder. "But for now, it is your only choice. Because of that incident, when you exposed that the governor's son, your co-teacher, is forcing his students to have sex, your job as a teacher is at stake. They have mostly all of the support in this city. I was even asked to decline if ever you apply a job for this school. No school will accept you as soon as he is reigning in his position."

He is right. I was trying to be an upright man but in the end, it's my loss.

"That's why I am working as a private tutor. The pay is quite good. And I can play piano for extra income," I said, bowing my head as I know I have nothing to boast.

"You are really a thick-headed. Let's talk later," He tapped my back. "Just rest for a little more and wait for your student. You still have a fever." He sighed and decided to leave the room.

I sat down on the clinic's bed, sighing.

"I should just sleep more," I said to myself, removed my jacket and went back to sleep.
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What time is it already? My body feels okay now. Should I go home?

I tilted my head to check the color of the sky from the window but...

"Oh?"

I saw her, looking closely at my face.

"Teacher, you are really handsome," she said while smiling. It was my pervert student.

"I know," I replied and sat up. "What are you doing? Watching my face when I was sleeping. Are you a pervert?" I groaned.

"Yes...ah! I mean no!" Ahuh, she slipped. "Anway, are you feeling okay already teacher?"

"Yes." Then I wore my jacket. Dejavu.

"Mr. Principal asked me to help you walk home. He said you are living right on the next block from my school."

"Don't even bother." I stood up but she held my wrist.

"But I cannot leave you. What if you'll faint again? You did a favor from my mom and even bother of coming here. So let me help you teacher."

I yanked her hand away and answered in cold tone, "I said don't even bother, did I?"

"T-Teacher. Do you h-hate me?" she pouted, and about to cry. Guess I was too harsh. But it's true. I hate people like her. Since I met her on the subway and caught her reading erotic stuffs, my first impression of her is definitely not good.

"I do hate you," I confessed.

And her tears fell down. Oh no! Kids nowadays are surely sensitive!

"H-Hey d-don't cry," I hushed, panicking that someone came in and will think I'd hit her.

"Im so sorry teacher," she cried. Damn! How can I stop her?!

"Y-You... I said..." I pulled her closer and hugged her so tight. "Stop! I'm sorry okay?! I do hate you but it is not a person to person case."

Now, she stopped. Thank goodness.

I slightly pushed her away. She is staring at me with her reddened eyes. Now what?

"Teacher, how old are you?" she asked. That's a very off-topic.

"25," I answered.

"I am 18 years old," she shared. So? "You are much older than me but my heart beats so fast when you hugged me."

Huh?!

What is she saying?!

D-Does she... possibly... has a crush on me?!

"Hey little k-kid. Did you already forget the thing I said when we first met? I said I am a strict teacher so you have to be a good student. Or else, I'll punish you. You heard that? I..."

My eyes widened when she suddenly kissed my cheek.

"I'm sorry teacher. I'll wait for your punishment by our next lesson. Then, bye!" blushing, she said before he run out of the clinic.

I really thought that being a private tutor is much better. But it wasn't a good idea at all. And I think I'll be in more danger in the future.

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a/n: dun't forgit tu vut ind cummint! ^3^..