“…Anyway, not so nice to meet you. Oh, and did I tell you that I hate kids?” Yongguk ended his damn long -it took ing fourty seven minutes and thirty two seconds, Goddamnit!- self-introduction.

A male student raised his hand and answered, standing up “Like, how many was it Jello-ya?”

The other boy mentioned mouthed “Twenty seven.” And he turned his head back towards Yongguk.

“Right, twenty seven times.” He continued, with over confidence practically dripping from his tone. “And just to tell you Yongguk-sshi, we aren’t ‘kids’ anymore, we’re technically teenagers and we act like that which is much worser than a kid’s behavior.”

The mouths of everyone present at the class –including Yongguk- were dropped open.

“Dude,” Yongguk started talking, forgetting that he was now their teacher. “You ing know that your explanation made thing just much much harder for all of you, right?”

But even with all his threatening tone or cursing, the boy didn’t move one bit.

“Y-yah!” Yongguk shouted lightly. “Are you frozen? Are you that scared of me that you froze?”

The boy just chuckled.

“No, you’re totally wrong. I was just laughing at you mentally.” he said.

“W-Why?!” Yongguk was now furious.

“Because you’re just stupid.” He shrugged and sat back down.

“Y-Yah,” Yongguk shouted again at the kid teenager “What’s your name?”

The boy looked up at him and said “Yoo Youngjae.” with a straight face.

‘You will regret calling me stupid, Yoo Youngjae.’ Yongguk thought and Youngjae talked right after.

“I won’t regret calling you stupid, if you’re thinking that right now. I saw the worst of the worst in this school, I’m scared of nothing.”

“Wha-how…” Yongguk silently stuttered with wide eyes before coming back to himself and shouting “ First, I wasn’t thinking anything like that and secon