Aish! Jinjja! What does he want from me? That old man makes me crazy! As you all know, he’s one of my bad day. He’s not nagging like Ryeowook, he’s also not annoying like Kyu, and doesn’t even make me jealous like Siwon, but he’s crazy old man who want everything to be perfect. Like what he said, “I don’t like playing while I can use my brain to study!”  HECK! He’s freaking perfect for such a wasting sometimes. Every student here doesn’t like him except for being a teacher.

Well, I don’t blame him being like that, it’s because he’s really genius and, umm, lonely?? Kkk~ he’s a loner…

“Yah, Yesungie, what are you laughing at, huh?” a bass voice makes me jump.

I forget that I am still walking to that old man’s office and my Siwonnie is here with me. Aaahhh~ why today is almost perfect?

“Yah! I call you Jongwoon!”

Eh?! Whose voice is that? That’s not Siwon’s. I snap when I feel someone touch my cheeks. Oh?!

“Kim Jongwoon, Yesung, what else I should call you, Mr. Blank?” here he is again, with his face looks older than my stepfather. “Why are you so slow? You look like your turtle in the lab, you know.”

“Oh, well, at least I am here, not in the tank.” I mumble back grumpily but he hears me and snorts. “Wow…”

“What happen, Yesung?” Siwon’s voice makes me realize he’s still there with me. I shake my head. He doesn’t need to know about Mr. Lee ability. ‘Listening to other peoples’ mumble.’ I know that..

“So, come on, he’s waiting for you.” I don’t know who is he but seems the aura isn’t that good.

I feel burden right now. I hope it’s not something bad or more to be someone bad toward me. I step inside with Siwon tailing me. I smile at him and try to tell him he doesn’t need to do that, but he insists. He gives me innocent smile. Oh my, how I love his smile.

I see a tall figure is sitting on the chair nervously. I am sweating. I don’t know, really, what is happening to me. Is he someone I know or just…

“Oh, Jongwoonie…” that is…

That man… my face is already red, I know it. I am sweating and shivering as well. He is the scariest man I don’t want to see ever again. Never!

Kyuhyun’s POV

What is it? Why did he say I was his hero? I don’t even know that I ever safe someone in my life even once. But his face is so bright seeing me dumbfound like this. I can’t say anything. I just manage to smile but it’s awkward.

Please, God, tell me something about this boy. I can’t be like this. Why am I like this? When I was with Yesung he never could make me beating and nervous. He only could make me smile but it feels nothing. I am in love with Yesung, I know that, but this boy is…

“Hello, Kyuie~~”

“Ah, ye?” I ask softly but nervous.

“You were there when I was about to fall from my stupid shoes. I was wearing my new shoes and I felt uncomfortable. But right away when I slipped on my way to vegetable area, you were there with your blue hoodie. You hug me tightly and let me sat on your lap. But my mom called me and I had to go just like that. I’m sorry, Kyuie. I wanted to thank you, but, but…” he looks so happy but at the same time he’s also nervous like me and tries to look somewhere but me.

“Wook? Are you done?” I ask with smile on my face. He nods cutely. “I remember it now. So, you thought he’s me? From where?”

He tilts his head to his right. He looks cuter. I want to pinch his puffy cheeks. I hold my hands tightly so those will not ruin my eagerness towards him. Aahh! Jinjja, I can’t hold it anymore. “Oh! I was in hurry to catch my mom and I left my scarf, right?” I nod. “I took your think. Here.” He hands me a small scarf that I know it well.

“It’s mine.”

“I know it.”

“What?”

He sniffs me and kisses my cheek. I can’t take my breath properly! “From your smell.” He chuckles and cups my face. “I like you, Kyuie~ my hero…”

I want to collapse!

Back to normal POV (Yesung’s)

“Jongwoonie… long time no see, son.” He stands up is about to hug me but I take step backward. “I miss you and-“

“No! I don’t want to see you again.” I frighten. I slip my body and hide behind Siwon’s big body. He almost takes my hand but fortunately Siwon blocks his hand. That old face telling me he’s hurt. “No… No…” I sob.

“Jong-”

“Don’t say my name. I hate you. I don’t want to see you again. Go!”

“Ssh… Yes-“

“I hate him, Siwon! I hate him.”

The last thing I know, I am already on the floor, breathing hardly.