Instead of handing them out and finding a way to shove it up your nose the teacher saved you by giving them out personally. The paint on your clothes wasn't coming off but was, in fact getting worse. "My mom's going to kill me." Hyunjin looked at you, making you blush as you realised you spoke your thoughts out loud. "Can't Damien sort something out for you? I mean Haeun's going to be killed for that before your mom kills you." He let out a small giggle. "I-isn't yo-she your g-girlfriend?" Hyunjin's giggle evolved into a loud laugh. "No, she's psychotic." You thought everyone liked her since she had all heads turning whenever she walked past but was it because they all hated her? "What made you think I was dating her?" You scratched your eyebrow as you returned from your thoughts. "She said you was hers." He nodded before he spoke, "Years ago I was but that was before I knew what she did." The teacher stood between you and Hyunjin. "Stop flirting and get on with the work." You didn't even know what the work was..oh yeah, and you wasn't flirting. You ended up mixing the colours and testing them on a piece of paper and that was all before the bell rang.