Monday comes and when I see TaecYeon in the teachers’ lounge today I turn and change my direction immediately. I don’t know how long I will avoid him; it feels too awkward seeing his persona at school while I still remember how hot he was last weekend. Although there’s no rule saying we cannot date our co-workers, I still cannot get my head into the idea of dating in the school.

Today’s project is making a hot-air balloon from origami papers. This keeps me going day-by-day: planning the next cute projects to do with the kids. I always like seeing their satisfied faces once the task done and how proud they are when they show the parents what they’ve created at school. I was looking for some more origami paper in my desk when EunJung’s drawing that I hid last Friday showed up. I feel like something squeezes my heart, they’re expecting another kid, how amazing he must have felt to be a father he always wanted. I put the drawing back and try to shove the thoughts, I don’t want him and his memories to haunt me still. In the next two hours I busy myself by helping some kids that have difficulties to braid their papers to get the balloon shape we wanted.

I spend my lunch break in my class because I’m still avoiding TaecYeon. Lucky me, my class ended by two o’clock, so I figure a late lunch is better than an awkward lunch. I was tidying up my desk when someone knocks on my door. I jump a little because I do not expect any company this noon.

“Come in.” I say, wishing it’s not Ta