Thanks to Howon’s brilliant idea of letting his frustration out, all of them (Dongwoo included) found themselves in a ty bar that Howon admits the finest of all. Sunggyu thinks it’s a good way to relieve his stress—just one night to forget about the stupid crush that the kid has on him, but he takes back the thought when he’s practically dumped by Hoya and Dongwoo, who enjoying themselves on the dancefloor.

Sunggyu has no right to be mad at them, the last time both of them met was last week because Dongwoo’s busy with his new designs for a new fashion show.

On the third glass of vodka, he’s at his limit. Sunggyu’s completely drunk and started to rant on how stupid and ridiculously hot Nam Woohyun was today. Today’s class was different from the usual, why? Because that insolent Nam Woohyun had questioned his insanity of being a teacher.

“I assumed that you did all your homework given to you and I will like to see them on my desk before the school ends today.” Sunggyu’s words received a lot of whining from the unsatisfied students—well they never satisfy when it comes to homework.

Sunggyu thought the day will end up smoothly as he started to rant about today’s subject in the class, but he thought it wrong, incredibly wrong when he saw a boy holding out his hand. Sunggyu seemed taken aback for a while when he registered the boy was actually Nam Woohyun, sitting at the last row of the class.

“Y-yes, Nam Woohyun-shi? Is there any problem?” God, he didn’t even know why he was stuttering. In fact, his eyes were on the boy, admiring how damn good he was with his untucked uniform, those dark hair which looks like bedroom head—oh how much Sunggyu had the urge of just running his hand though his hair.

“Saem, can you explain it to me again?”

“Oh, which part?”

The part where you bend forward just to pick the fallen chalk on the floor just now. Oh, that . “Um, the second part.”  

Sunggyu explained to him briefly after he convinced himself that he should act professional because Nam Woohyun’s seriously messing with his head these days. But of course Nam Woohyun just bore his eyes on Sunggyu, he didn’t care about what the teacher’s blabbing about in the front. His eyes were on the teacher’s Adam’s apple, loving it was it moves every time he says a word. He shook his head with a small smile; seriously, he had fallen hard for the new teacher.

The class was about to end, but he won’t be call as a strict teacher if he lets the students off just like that. If they want to go out, they needed to earn it.

“Each one of you need give me a proper and sophisticated word in English and then, feel free to go out of this class.”

The class went on noisy with people discussing, opening up dictionaries and surfing the web in their phones. They were eager to go out of class, that, Sunggyu can be sure off. He laughed a bit when he saw some of them are fighting over the dictionary and his eyes were focused on them until he didn’t realized a person had approached him.

“Saem.”

“Yeah, Nam Woohyun-shi?” Thank God, there’s a desk bet