Byunghun POV

Tic Toc Tic Toc Tic Toc Tic Toc

“Ugh when will this end?” I mumbled.

Tic Toc Tic Toc Tic Toc Tic Toc

I laid my head back on the stupid wooden desk.

“So when sin X is divided by…”

‘Like I care really’

I turned my head and rested my cheek on my left arm.

‘Why is she starring at me? Creep’ I thought, referring to the red headed girl who had been ogling at him as she sat two desks away from him.

“Uh… B-Byung…Uh.. Byunghun-ssi.” She said.

‘Wait.’

‘Weird… ‘

She looked nervous.

‘She’s usually in my face.’

“Oh… Mister Byunghun… I see that we’re smart now. Dozing off in class I see. Feel like the new Chanhee?” growled that stupid old hag of a math teacher.

“Uhm… I wasn’t dosing off ma’am.” I said bluntly.

‘Wait… who’s Chanhee?’

“So then what were you doing?” she asked.

“…” I didn’t know what to say.

“Fine, answer the equation on the board then mister.” She grumbled.

I strutted my way to the front of the class.

I reached for the marker

I opened the cap

I looked at the equation...

‘What is this shi—‘

I just stood there with the marker in hand, standing in front of an a equation that looked like gibberish to me.

‘fml.’

“Having trouble Byunghun?” The old hag asked with a smirk.

“Uh…yes.” I said as I scratched my head.

‘What do you think, woman?!’

“Chanhee, help him out.” She ordered

‘This Chanhee dude again? Really…’

A brown haired guy stood up from his chair.

‘Oh… Fluffy’

‘Oh… his name is Chanhee.’

He walked towards me; I can see the old hag grinning as if she proved her point.

“Um… Need help?” He asked in his soft and smooth voice.

“Uh… yeah…” I said.

He started explaining the gibberish.

‘Whoa, dude. I don’t understand you one bit. What is with the gibberish? Sin. Blah. Tan. Bleh. X. What?’

“Do you follow?” he asked.

I just nodded

Chanhee POV

‘Look at this guy, nodding as if he understood what I said. Psh, I don’t believe you.’

“Hey… Chanhee right?” he muttered.

“Yes. What?” I answered with a hint of frustration.

I was annoyed.

He scooted over, he got closer

“You smell nice.” He said plainly.

Silence

I turned to him.

'Did I hear him right?'

“Your face is like a tomato… it’s all red. You’re blushing aren’t you?” he said.

I put the marker back.

I sat back down on my seat.

‘The things this guy says.’

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing

Recess. 

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