Foreword

It isn’t new for Seokjin to transfer to a new place, but it’s a first that he hated it so much ever since he entered it. It isn’t optional this time, however, he needed to start working again after recovering from the injuries from a car accident that he got involved with, he lost his job, his house, and sadly, his girlfriend who couldn’t wait for him to wake up from his comma. He never blamed her, his comma lasted a bit too long, half a year of not waking up, and she was an ambitious beautiful young woman who had a bright future awaiting her. She was quiet faithful to him, he loved her, but she had to leave and he didn’t find himself able to hold onto her after he woke up. He decided to move on and start his life all over again, convincing himself that if it is meant to be, he will eventually find a way to get her back when the time is right. He kept looking for a job, and the only one he managed to find, a music teacher, in the one and only high school in this town.

He has always been a successful person, his bank account is filled with money that he earned from the previous jobs he worked in before the accident. But he knew well that not having a job soon will lead to losing what is left of this money. He took a penthouse in one of the buildings that are close to his new workplace, and got ready to start his job, no matter how bad he felt it will be.

He woke up before dawn after having another dream of her, he misses her all the time, and he knows well that if he doesn’t keep himself busy all the time he’ll end up getting depressed, and he wouldn’t allow himself to reach that, but there’s nothing he could do about his dreams, watching her walks away every time he closes his eyes was killing him slowly. He opened his eyes, slowly managed to get off his bed, shaking his thoughts away, convincing himself that it’s better to wake up already even if it’s still early. He sprayed his favorite cologne after he shaved, dried up his wet hair, wore his suit and got ready for his first-day in work.

The principle took him in a tour around the school, showed him the music room that he will be working in. It wasn’t even half bad, all the instruments there were of high quality, and the room was larger than he thought it would be. He sat in front of his desk there, checking what the previous teacher has left, some music sheets, some notes about the students and the music club members. He put everything on a side, drank his coffee slowly before his first class started, grade 12 section 3.

The bell rang announcing the next period, which was to him, his very first class. He felt a bit nervous and he laughed at it, he has been working in the music industry for 3 years and he never felt nervous not even once, he shook his head, smiled, adjusted his black-thick framed glasses, took a deep breath and got ready for the class.

A total of 17 students wasn’t bad, he expected the number to be way more, but the less is better anyway. They entered the room and each of them sat on a chair in a very organized manner, he felt slightly at ease when they all sat and faced him waiting for him to talk. He stood up, welcomed them, talked a bit about himself, “you can call me Mr. Jin as a shortcut, since Seokjin is a bit long” the class laughed at that but he didn’t mean to make it sound as a joke, he smiled and continued “I’ll be your new music teacher for a while, I hope we get along with each other”.

The class ended peacefully, or almost peacefully. Some students were spacing out most of the time, he didn’t argue since he always hated school and he kind of understand how they feel, but he decided to work hard to gain their interest in class. One good thing about him is that he memorizes faces really quickly, the 11 boys and 6 girls were all memorized from the first class, and he could tell that at least few students are actually interested in music between these kids, he was glad.

After the class ended he had a two hours break, he decided to walk around the school since he had nothing else to do. What caught his attention, is that the very-calm class he taught, was exactly the opposite of what he saw. He passed by their classroom while they were having their math period, the way they treated the teacher, the way they hit on each other in the middle of the class, was quiet surprising to him. He laughed, enjoyed the scene, then went back to his office.

For the next few weeks, he got closer to his students, and he realized that they were only calm because he was still new to them, by days they got more “lively” as he described, he actually enjoyed teaching them, specially those of class 12 section 3, who had the worst reputation around the school, because of the so-called “spoiled brat” Jeon Jungkook.

Jungkook is known to be the bad boy of the school, not only with teachers but even with his classmates. The people surrounding him keep that relationship in order to survive being bullied by him, which doesn’t actually make them friends but they call themselves friends, and so does he. As his teacher, Jin couldn’t gain his interest in class, unlike the rest of students who, by time, started to like music because of him. He’s very convincing, he sings well, and most importantly, he’s really talented. But for a reason that he only knows, Jin didn’t give up on him.