It went like this.

Park Yong: What are you doing?

Me: I’m spotting questions for my friend’s re-test.

Park Yong: Why is she having a re-test?

Me: … Because she didn’t do well for her Math test.

Park Yong: Then why are you the one spotting questions for her?

Me: ….. Because I’m her tutor.

Park Yong: Why are you her tutor?

Me: ………. Because I’m good at it.

Park Yong: Hahaha, you are definitely not one to be humble. Can-

Me: Park Yong ssi…… if you are too dense to see it, I’m actually REALLY busy now, and would appreciate it very much if you find someone to provide answers for your 100, 000 whys.

Park Yong: Park Ji Yong.

Me: What?

And I got ignored. After I answered all his ridiculous questions with utmost patience (well except the last one). How polite.

“Eun Mi, can you stay back for a minute?” Ms Om said as class ended.

Beside her stood Park Yong, looking way too innocent for his cool face.

Did he actually make a complaint about me? You got to be kidding me.

“Replying my classmate politely is not a school rule.” I said with a straight face.

“Huh? Eun Mi, what are you talking about? Anyway, Ji Yong told me that you’re giving your friend extra tuitions? That is very nice of you! Co-incidentally, Ji Yong also needs help in his Math and History, but is too shy to ask for your help. Would you give him private tuitions as well?”

I knew it. There’s something up his sleeve.

“Actually, Ms Om, I’m already having difficulties tutoring-”

“Oh, I forgot to mention! If you keep this up, the school might consider increasing your scholarship by giving you extra allowances.”

In my mind: {More allowances => more kim bap => much, much more happiness}

“Of course, Ms Om. It has always been my hobby to help my fellow friends in need,” I smiled.