Taemin p.o.v

“Yah! You think, just because you’re some big-shot celebrity, you can walk over my rules?” said one of the big guys in school.

“I didn’t do anything,” I muttered.

“Remember, out there, you’re SHINee’s Lee Taemin, but here, in our territory, you’re nothing but a piece of crap,” the guy pushed me with one hand.

“Whatever,” I looked away and walked to my seat.

I sighed. Life was never this hard when I was in our hometown. I miss my old school, my old friends, my umma. I miss Eun Hye. I rested my head on the table. Lucky for Min Ho, he graduated earlier – he’s continuing college secretly. Then, someone shook my table making me sit up.

“Taemin-ah, noona’s here. Do you want to go out with noona?” said one of the older girls in my school.

I just kept quiet, looking away.

“YAH, I’m talking to you,” the other one lifted my chin with a finger to look at her.

“What do you want?” I muttered, giving up.

“Let’s go home together,” the other one said seductively making me feel sick.

“No thanks,” I tried to sound polite.

“YAH! You’re rejecting us?!” the leader yelled.

I looked away and sighed when the headmaster came into class. Everyone scrambled to their seats. The headmaster shook her head, folding her arms. Then, she looked at me, giving me assuring face which made me look down. The reason why I’m being picked on is because I’m given too much special attention. Why don’t they get that?

“Good morning class,” the headmaster greeted us.

“Good morning,” we said monotonously.

“As you’ve heard your recent teacher has been admitted to the hospital is unable to teach because she lost her vocal chords. So, we’ve found a replacement. She’ll not only be your form teacher, but she’ll also be your arts teacher,” the headmaster smiled at me.

I shot my head up, when he said – “arts teacher”

FLASHBACK

“Ki Bum’s umma, is Eun Hye around?” Jong Hyun hyung asked politely.

“Oh! Aigoo~ How can I forget?” Umma smacked her forehead with her right palm.

“Wae? What happened, umma? Did something bad happen to her” I asked worriedly.

“What? No! Of course not! She went to Seoul to work as a teacher. Personally, I don’t think it’s safe……” Umma went on and on.

END OF FLASHBACK

Then, the same lady came into class, she wore a cute outfit which would be something Eun Hye would wear. It didn’t look too sophisticated, nor was it too casual – it was just ordinary. It was just Eun Hye. The new teacher bowed once at the class and then to the headmaster.

“I’ll do my best, thank you for having me,” the lady smiled.

Her voice, was exactly, just like Eun Hye.

“I’ll let her do the introduction, please take care of her and treat her well, students,” the headmaster left with that.

“Annyeong hasaeyo, I’m your new form teacher and arts teacher – Kim Eun Hye. You can call me Miss. Kim,” she smiled.

My eyes widened. KIM EUN HYE? My jaw dropped. She looked in my direction, and her eyes widened. It was her. It was her. It is her! I smiled widely, I saw a smile lingering on her face as she tried keeping her face straight.

“Alright, so first I’ll attendance to get familiar with your names,” she coughed cutely.

“Songsaemin, can I ask a question?” one of the boys raised her hands.

“Yes?” she smiled.

“How old are you?” the boy smiled.

“Oh, that’s a good question” she blushed.

The boys whispered among themselves. I could hear some whispers like – “she’s hot”, “damn, I wanna get laid by her”, “ me blind”. I got angry but I just ignored them..

“I’m actually your age. Maybe, a few months older? Or probably a few months younger,” she smiled.

“That means it won’t be wrong if we hit on you, right seongsaenim?” one of the boys said cheekily.

“It’ll be wrong because  like you pointed it out yourself, I am your teacher,” she said, disinterestly.

“Alright, I’m going to call your names – just say ‘here’ if you’re called,” she continued.

“Kim Pil Suk,”

“Here,”

“Kim Henry,”

“Here for you,”

She rolled her eyes as they laughed together.

“Won Bin Lee,”

“Here,”

“Lee… Taemin,”

I didn’t answer. She pretended and looked around the class, trying to not make eye contact with me.

“Lee Taemin, are you here?”

I didn’t answer. Then, the boys turned to look at me giving me the what-the- faces. I sighed.

“Lee Taemin,” she said again.

“Here,” I said, giving up.

“Loser,” one of the guys said, making the whole class laugh.

I looked away from the class to the window, taking in my tears. I felt Eun Hye’s gaze on me, probably worried or she was laughing with them? I hope not. I sighed.

Your p.o.v

“Loser,” said Henry making the whole class laugh.

I didn’t laugh. I just watched Taemin holding in his tears. Although it doesn’t look like he’s crying – I can feel when he’s about to cry, there’s just a look on his face.

Maybe, I’m going too fast. So here’s what happened. I moved in to my new rented apartment last night so I can work today. The headmaster gave me a problematic class – according to her. She says that the class has a lot of problems – from studying, to bullying. She kept talking about a guy being bullied in class just because he’s a celebrity. I sympathized with the boy.

“What’s his name?” I asked about the boy.

“Oh, he’s Lee Taemin,” she said smiling.

“Oh? Really?  What group is he from?” I wanted to make sure he wasn’t SHINee, so I can at least have a good time teaching without being caught.

“I can’t remember, but I know they’ve recently debuted and he’s really busy so he usually leaves a period or two for rehearsals and performance so you have to make up extra lessons with him,” she informed me.

“Ah, that’s good to know,” I nodded.

“We’ll pay you more if you mind staying back to have extra lessons,” she said.

“It’s okay, will there be more students?” I asked.

“Fortunately, there is none. So you have to only worry about Taemin. He’s a pleasant student,” she said before entering the classroom, leaving me outside before talking to the class.

So, now here’s the summary of what happened – the boys in the class have ganged up and decide to hit on me, SHINee’s Lee Taemin, is in my class, he recognized me.

“Stop it, class. Didn’t anyone tell you it’s wrong? Calling people names – how would you feel if I call you an idiot or a er?” I reprimanded them, almost losing my temper.

I saw Taemin look at me. I calmed down. The whole class grew quiet, probably feeling that I’m upset with what they’ve done.

“Alright, I don’t like scolding especially when you guys are my age – it’s ironic. So let’s play an icebreaker game and maybe start work and studying tomorrow?” I clapped my hands.

“Wo000~” everyone cheered.

“Seongsaenim, do you know that Taemin’s a celebrity?” one of the girls said, smiling.

“Oh really? I didn’t know that,” I lied.

“Neh~~ He’s so handsome and good at dancing,” the girl continued.

“Shall we ask him to demonstrate for us?” I smiled.

“No point trying, we’ve tried forcing him to dance for us showing us his new debut song – but he won’t budge, talk about arrogant,” one of the boys smirked.

“Force?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Non-violent way of forcing,” the other boy said.

“Sorry, but the headmaster doesn’t like me doing all those things,” he apologized to the class.

“The headmaster’s not here,” one of the boys cheered.

“Go Taemin!” a group of fangirls cheered.

For the first time in 2 and half years, I saw Taemin smile. The boys were obviously jealous of him. It’s part of life. I remained quiet as I kept my eyes on Taemin.

“Come Taemin, show us your new dance,” I smiled.

His eyes shot up at me, surprised. Then, he took a step out of his desk and walked to the front. My heart raced as he walked closer to me. He’s so tall now; I kept quiet as the class cheered for him. Then, he looked at me in the eyes for a while, trying to somehow to talk to me using his eyes. I smiled at him as he turned red.

The whole class went, “Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww~”

“Yah, quiet. Let him dance,” I said to the class.

“Seongsaenim, do you by any chance like Taemin?” one of the boys teased.

“What? Keep quiet and let him dance,” I ignored the question.

“Yah.. Taemin’s face is red,” one of the girls said.

“Alright, alright, let’s see him dance,” I said again.

“Why do you want to see him dance so much?” one of the boys teased again.

“Because I’m curious, do you want to continue studying?” I warned them, pretending to give them angry face.

“NOOO!” the whole class yelled.

“then, shh,” I folded my arms.

One of the guys put on the song. The music started, Taemin took in a deep breath.

“Firstly I would like to say that – I initiated this song to my hyungs and my manager to be written. My intention was that this song was to be dedicated to someone, that person’s really special to me and I want her to know when she listens to this song that I’m still thinking of her,” he smiled.

“Is the girl in this class?” one of the girls yelled.

“That’s for you to find out,” he smiled aeygotically at them – making my heart race.

He looked at me once before starting.

“……” he smiled.

“Nunan neomu yeppo~” he pointed at me, making the class go wild.

“Mitjeo~” the girls sang after him.

I smiled when he finished his dance; he looked at me and smiled. I wanted to hug him really badly. Without knowing, my eyes started to tear up. I controlled myself as I turned around from the class to hide my face, as I quickly wiped my eyes. Unfortunately, Taemin saw me. I smiled at him as I turned to the class and clapped my hands.

“That was excellent, now can I anyone tell me the genre of the song?” I started the lesson slowly.

“Comtemporary?” one of the boys said.

“RnB!”

“Pop!”

“Metal!”

Everyone went quiet.

“Alright, I’m happy that the class knows at least a few genre of music,” I trailed on and on.

The class didn’t even know I started lesson. I mentally chuckle to myself.

Taemin p.o.v

“Yah! You think, just because you’re some big-shot celebrity, you can walk over my rules?” said one of the big guys in school.

“I didn’t do anything,” I muttered.

“Remember, out there, you’re SHINee’s Lee Taemin, but here, in our territory, you’re nothing but a piece of crap,” the guy pushed me with one hand.

“Whatever,” I looked away and walked to my seat.

I sighed. Life was never this hard when I was in our hometown. I miss my old school, my old friends, my umma. I miss Eun Hye. I rested my head on the table. Lucky for Min Ho, he graduated earlier – he’s continuing college secretly. Then, someone shook my table making me sit up.

“Taemin-ah, noona’s here. Do you want to go out with noona?” said one of the older girls in my school.

I just kept quiet, looking away.

“YAH, I’m talking to you,” the other one lifted my chin with a finger to look at her.

“What do you want?” I muttered, giving up.

“Let’s go home together,” the other one said seductively making me feel sick.

“No thanks,” I tried to sound polite.

“YAH! You’re rejecting us?!” the leader yelled.

I looked away and sighed when the headmaster came into class. Everyone scrambled to their seats. The headmaster shook her head, folding her arms. Then, she looked at me, giving me assuring face which made me look down. The reason why I’m being picked on is because I’m given too much special attention. Why don’t they get that?

“Good morning class,” the headmaster greeted us.

“Good morning,” we said monotonously.

“As you’ve heard your recent teacher has been admitted to the hospital is unable to teach because she lost her vocal chords. So, we’ve found a replacement. She’ll not only be your form teacher, but she’ll also be your arts teacher,” the headmaster smiled at me.

I shot my head up, when he said – “arts teacher”

FLASHBACK

“Ki Bum’s umma, is Eun Hye around?” Jong Hyun hyung asked politely.

“Oh! Aigoo~ How can I forget?” Umma smacked her forehead with her right palm.

“Wae? What happened, umma? Did something bad happen to her” I asked worriedly.

“What? No! Of course not! She went to Seoul to work as a teacher. Personally, I don’t think it’s safe……” Umma went on and on.

END OF FLASHBACK

Then, the same lady came into class, she wore a cute outfit which would be something Eun Hye would wear. It didn’t look too sophisticated, nor was it too casual – it was just ordinary. It was just Eun Hye. The new teacher bowed once at the class and then to the headmaster.

“I’ll do my best, thank you for having me,” the lady smiled.

Her voice, was exactly, just like Eun Hye.

“I’ll let her do the introduction, please take care of her and treat her well, students,” the headmaster left with that.

“Annyeong hasaeyo, I’m your new form teacher and arts teacher – Kim Eun Hye. You can call me Miss. Kim,” she smiled.

My eyes widened. KIM EUN HYE? My jaw dropped. She looked in my direction, and her eyes widened. It was her. It was her. It is her! I smiled widely, I saw a smile lingering on her face as she tried keeping her face straight.

“Alright, so first I’ll attendance to get familiar with your names,” she coughed cutely.

“Songsaemin, can I ask a question?” one of the boys raised her hands.

“Yes?” she smiled.

“How old are you?” the boy smiled.

“Oh, that’s a good question” she blushed.

The boys whispered among themselves. I could hear some whispers like – “she’s hot”, “damn, I wanna get laid by her”, “ me blind”. I got angry but I just ignored them..

“I’m actually your age. Maybe, a few months older? Or probably a few months younger,” she smiled.

“That means it won’t be wrong if we hit on you, right seongsaenim?” one of the boys said cheekily.

“It’ll be wrong because  like you pointed it out yourself, I am your teacher,” she said, disinterestly.

“Alright, I’m going to call your names – just say ‘here’ if you’re called,” she continued.

“Kim Pil Suk,”

“Here,”

“Kim Henry,”

“Here for you,”

She rolled her eyes as they laughed together.

“Won Bin Lee,”

“Here,”

“Lee… Taemin,”

I didn’t answer. She pretended and looked around the class, trying to not make eye contact with me.

“Lee Taemin, are you here?”

I didn’t answer. Then, the boys turned to look at me giving me the what-the- faces. I sighed.

“Lee Taemin,” she said again.

“Here,” I said, giving up.

“Loser,” one of the guys said, making the whole class laugh.

I looked away from the class to the window, taking in my tears. I felt Eun Hye’s gaze on me, probably worried or she was laughing with them? I hope not. I sighed.

Your p.o.v

“Loser,” said Henry making the whole class laugh.

I didn’t laugh. I just watched Taemin holding in his tears. Although it doesn’t look like he’s crying – I can feel when he’s about to cry, there’s just a look on his face.

Maybe, I’m going too fast. So here’s what happened. I moved in to my new rented apartment last night so I can work today. The headmaster gave me a problematic class – according to her. She says that the class has a lot of problems – from studying, to bullying. She kept talking about a guy being bullied in class just because he’s a celebrity. I sympathized with the boy.

“What’s his name?” I asked about the boy.

“Oh, he’s Lee Taemin,” she said smiling.

“Oh? Really?  What group is he from?” I wanted to make sure he wasn’t SHINee, so I can at least have a good time teaching without being caught.

“I can’t remember, but I know they’ve recently debuted and he’s really busy so he usually leaves a period or two for rehearsals and performance so you have to make up extra lessons with him,” she informed me.

“Ah, that’s good to know,” I nodded.

“We’ll pay you more if you mind staying back to have extra lessons,” she said.

“It’s okay, will there be more students?” I asked.

“Fortunately, there is none. So you have to only worry about Taemin. He’s a pleasant student,” she said before entering the classroom, leaving me outside before talking to the class.

So, now here’s the summary of what happened – the boys in the class have ganged up and decide to hit on me, SHINee’s Lee Taemin, is in my class, he recognized me.

“Stop it, class. Didn’t anyone tell you it’s wrong? Calling people names – how would you feel if I call you an idiot or a er?” I reprimanded them, almost losing my temper.

I saw Taemin look at me. I calmed down. The whole class grew quiet, probably feeling that I’m upset with what they’ve done.

“Alright, I don’t like scolding especially when you guys are my age – it’s ironic. So let’s play an icebreaker game and maybe start work and studying tomorrow?” I clapped my hands.

“Wo000~” everyone cheered.

“Seongsaenim, do you know that Taemin’s a celebrity?” one of the girls said, smiling.

“Oh really? I didn’t know that,” I lied.

“Neh~~ He’s so handsome and good at dancing,” the girl continued.

“Shall we ask him to demonstrate for us?” I smiled.

“No point trying, we’ve tried forcing him to dance for us showing us his new debut song – but he won’t budge, talk about arrogant,” one of the boys smirked.

“Force?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Non-violent way of forcing,” the other boy said.

“Sorry, but the headmaster doesn’t like me doing all those things,” he apologized to the class.

“The headmaster’s not here,” one of the boys cheered.

“Go Taemin!” a group of fangirls cheered.

For the first time in 2 and half years, I saw Taemin smile. The boys were obviously jealous of him. It’s part of life. I remained quiet as I kept my eyes on Taemin.

“Come Taemin, show us your new dance,” I smiled.

His eyes shot up at me, surprised. Then, he took a step out of his desk and walked to the front. My heart raced as he walked closer to me. He’s so tall now; I kept quiet as the class cheered for him. Then, he looked at me in the eyes for a while, trying to somehow to talk to me using his eyes. I smiled at him as he turned red.

The whole class went, “Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww~”

“Yah, quiet. Let him dance,” I said to the class.

“Seongsaenim, do you by any chance like Taemin?” one of the boys teased.

“What? Keep quiet and let him dance,” I ignored the question.

“Yah.. Taemin’s face is red,” one of the girls said.

“Alright, alright, let’s see him dance,” I said again.

“Why do you want to see him dance so much?” one of the boys teased again.

“Because I’m curious, do you want to continue studying?” I warned them, pretending to give them angry face.

“NOOO!” the whole class yelled.

“then, shh,” I folded my arms.

One of the guys put on the song. The music started, Taemin took in a deep breath.

“Firstly I would like to say that – I initiated this song to my hyungs and my manager to be written. My intention was that this song was to be dedicated to someone, that person’s really special to me and I want her to know when she listens to this song that I’m still thinking of her,” he smiled.

“Is the girl in this class?” one of the girls yelled.

“That’s for you to find out,” he smiled aeygotically at them – making my heart race.

He looked at me once before starting.

“……” he smiled.

“Nunan neomu yeppo~” he pointed at me, making the class go wild.

“Mitjeo~” the girls sang after him.

I smiled when he finished his dance; he looked at me and smiled. I wanted to hug him really badly. Without knowing, my eyes started to tear up. I controlled myself as I turned around from the class to hide my face, as I quickly wiped my eyes. Unfortunately, Taemin saw me. I smiled at him as I turned to the class and clapped my hands.

“That was excellent, now can I anyone tell me the genre of the song?” I started the lesson slowly.

“Comtemporary?” one of the boys said.

“RnB!”

“Pop!”

“Metal!”

Everyone went quiet.

“Alright, I’m happy that the class knows at least a few genre of music,” I trailed on and on.

The class didn’t even know I started lesson. I mentally chuckle to myself.

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