We were seated in the after school English as a second language class and watched with dread as our teacher put up her favourite sign, the one that said 'no Korean'. These were horrible lessons for us, who weren't fluent in English, but they were our teacher's favourite thing, being born and raised in an English speaking country.

She had learnt Korean so she could take this job, but like all people who know a second language, she prefers to talk in her mother tongue. I zoned out and copied any words she wrote, writing the Korean translations in Mandarin as well, just in case I forgot to read Korean one day because you never know if one day you might wake up and have amnesia and forget how to read.

"Gēge are you awake?" Minghao asked, effectively snapping me out of my trance. "What?" I asked dumbly. Minghao rolled his eyes and laughed slightly at my response before copying the notes on the whiteboard rapidly, seconds before our teacher went to erase them.

"I'm just talking about your oh so godly looks and your beautiful voice and your ing plump ." Minghao stated dryly after he finished copying the notes, rubbing his hand to try to get the cramps to stop. "Honestly I'm sick of this abuse." I whispered jokingly and Minghao sloppily kissed me on the cheek. "Love you too babe." He responded. I just groaned and shoved him on his shoulder.

"Boys I love that you're being open with your relationship but not in class please. Also, as you were talking while I was talking and it seemed oh so interesting to you, can you please share with us what you were saying?" She asked, Australian accent audible in every word she spoke.

She made sure to pointedly look at the sign and I looked at Minghao with a mischievous smile. He seemed to catch on to what my plan was and he smiled as well. "Oh, nothing miss. Just," I switched mid-sentence into Mandarin. "Well I was first of all copying your notes blindly because I had no sleep I started to fall asleep and then Xiao Hao just ing complimented me which isn't fair and,"

I then swapped into Cantonese, "I can't ing believe my feelings aren't gone I just want to be in a relationship with Minghao again because I still love him." I tried to stop myself from breathing heavily after my mini rant. "Yeah I totally confessed by undying love to Gēge." Minghao stated in Mandarin, looking at me somewhat blankly due to what I said in Cantonese and it was at this moment that I was thankful that Minghao could hardly remember Cantonese.

The class was silent, staring at us, their mouths gaping and eyes wide. Our teacher blinked, once, twice, before she simply sighed and left the room. As she left she announced that we should just go. So I stood up, grabbed my bag and turned to Minghao with a smile.

"Come on Xiao Hao. Let's go to a cafe before we go home." I