Fruits of Our Hard Work
Living With My Teacher's Son"Alright people! Let's get continued with business! Chop chop! Today is the last day of prep!" Minah shouted and everybody continued what they were supposed to do.
Yano went out to the bathroom and washed his face.
"Aish what is wrong with me today?! Why is everything so messed up?!"
"Yo bro!" Rome and Hojoon came in, "wassup?"
"Uh, nothing much." He replied.
"That was very brave anyway. Seemed that she actually likes you too," Rome pointed out and Yano widened his eyes, "Really?"
"It seems to be like that," Rome said.
"You should take it slow though. And apologise to her. It will be awkward for both of you but bear with it," Hojoon gave an advice.
"Thanks."
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"Min Jae ah! Where are you? Min Jae ah?" Hayoung called as she ran through the hallway to every corners of the school where I possibly could hide. She had searched all places except for one.
"The rooftop!" Hayoung announced to herself as she made her way full of anticipation to the highest point of the school.
She called my name as she opened the rooftop door but I refused to answer back. She eventually found me anyway.
"Ommona, Min Jae ya. Don't cry," Hayoung said as she hugged me, but I just sit there staring at the floor.
"Why did you cry anyway?" Hayoung asked and that question left me wondering too. I shrugged my shoulder and Hayoung sat beside me.
"Think about it. Yano likes you. And truthfully, you enjoyed the kiss right?" Hayoung asked and I smiled sheepishly, "No, no."
"Aye you're smiling!" Hayoung pointed out and laughed out loud, "Our Min Jae is in love!"
"Hayoung ah! No no, that's impossible," I told her.
"Nothing is impossible! Besides, you're smiling while denying! You're really bad at lying," Hayoung laughed out loud.
"Ah jinjja, this girl," I cursed.
"Just be honest, you actually like him too right? Tell me," Hayoung persuaded and I can't help but spill everything out.
"Well, actually, he had been like a magnet these past few weeks. I don't know why but I'm slowly enjoying his presence, although I first don't really like him because last time he used to be a scary sh*tface but now he is like a soft baby looking for mom's attention. Yeah, that's what he is like ever since I moved. And I might enjoy the kiss but something inside me refused the fact that he likes me and I enjoyed it a
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