Student married to teacher. Does that make sense?
My husband the professorSunhwa p.o.v
I saw Himchan walking down the hall looking like a confuse lost child. I chuckled and crept behind him.
" Oppa" I said placing my hands over his eyes.
" Who is it?" he asked.
" Guess?" I said giggling.
" Is it Sunhwa?" he questioned and I nodded.
" Yeah" I said and he smiled pulling my hands off.
" Lets go" he said grabbing my hand and pulling me off to lunch.
The bell rang and we walked to english class together. I hated this class since Ms. Kim taught it. Halfway through the lesson someone knocked on the door.
" Oh hello mr. Jung" she said twirling her hair.
" Hi. May I borrow Sunhwa ?" he asked and her face fell.
" Sure" she said annoyed. I followed him in his classroom and he locked the door. I sat down next to him in silence.
" Are you not talking now?" he aked.
" Oh I'm sorry. Am I suppose to professor" I retorted.
" Sunhwa" he whispered grabbing my hands.
" No ! Stop please. I hate this!" I yelled.
" Why do you hate this?" he questioed.
" I'm not happy. This is not real love. You and I were arranged" I said standing up.
" Are you saying what I feel isn't love?" he asked making my heart tight. He loves me? I slapped him.
" Is this what you call love?" I asked as tears came out.
" Sunhwa"
" Don't touchme!" I yelled.
" Daehyun, you don't know do you. I hated the thought of having to marry you but I did it for my parents. Sometimes I'm happy since I have you for comfort but sometimes it's too sufocating. It hurts to admit it but I fell for you. I love you so much and that makes me hurt more when your flirting with other girls and getting agressive with me" I confessed and he hugged me.
" Stop. Let go!" I yellled hitting his chest.
" Please listen to me" he begged. I pushed him away.
" No. I'm done listening to you. Does it make any sense for me to be with you? No right? Daehyun I think we should take a break" I said as tears were dripping down my face.
" Sunhwa, don't do this please. I sincerly love you and I'm sorry. I'll try harder to protect you" he begged and I shook my head.
" I'm sorry" I said walking off. It's over finally I'm free but why do I feel awful. I thought walking back to class.
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