Sarang runs out of Sehun's car once he stops right in front of the entrance of the hospital, making her way inside anxiously without realising that Sehun's trailing right behind her. Sarang purses her lips as she fists her hair and pulls them up on a bun as her feet moves around the busy hospital, looking for her son's kindergarten's teacher that's nowhere to be seen. She heaves a relieves sigh once she saw the teacher standing in front of a doctor's room,

"Teacher Song!"

The said teacher looks up and smiles apologetically towards Sarang who's panting in fornt of her, her hair bun messy and so do her expensive clothes.

"Hajun's still inside. The doctor's treating his cut and they said he might needs to be admitted for a few days."

Sarang nods, her hands trembling as she fidgets in front of the door until the teacher's voice stops her,

"I thought.. Hajun didn't have a father.."

Sarang arched her eyebrows and turns to look at the way the teacher's looking at and she frowns seeing Sehun standing right behind her, with his usual stoic expression and his hands in his pockets. Sarang immediately shakes his head as she sternly said,

"Hajun didn't have a father."

"Oh... I thought this Mr. is Hajun's father.... He just... looks almost exactly like Hajun..."

The teacher said with a polite smile on her face, making Sarang clears uncomfortably, knowing that Sehun really is Hajun's father and that she has to deny it in front of everyone, which is not an easy thing to do. 

"Shouldn't you call Baekhyun?"

Sarang clenches her fists and turns to look at Sehun,

"How many times should I tell you that Hajun is not Baekhyun's son! He's mine! He doesn't need a father!"

Sarang bursts out screaming right on Sehun's face, making everyone turn to look at her and she didn't care less about whatever people think about her. She's used to it anyway. She's used to hearing people talking bad about her and Hajun behind her back when she's in Slovenia, saying that she's carrying an illegitimate child and some even said she's someone's mistress but she unfortunately got pregnant and got thrown out of the country because of it. It's funny that people keep on talking behind her back as if they really know her. 

"You don't have to freaking shout!"

Sehun said, his face red in anger as he looks down at the small girl in front of him.

"Then you don't have to be so freaking annoying!"

Sarang replied, tiptoeing to match Sehun's eyes but she only raises up to his neck. The teacher bites her lower lip, feeling embarassed with the sudden attention so she clears and speaks up,

"The kids were making fun of Hajun."

Sarang diverted her eyes from Sehun's upon hearing her son's teacher's words,

"They said they didn't want to be his friend because he..... doesn't have a father.... But Hajun's a good boy, he said it's fine, he has a very beautiful mommy, then the kids got angry so they pushed him down the ladder."

Sarang could feel her eyes teary and her heart breaks into pieces. Her son suffered because he doesn't have someone who he could call a father, he doesn't have someone who'll lift him up on the shoulder. Sarang purses her lips, turning away from the teacher and Sehun who's both staring at her, wiping her tears, she turns to look at the teacher,

"Lists down the names of the kids who made fun of my son."

"Madam, they're just kids. They don't--"

"If they're behaving like this when they're just kids, they could grow up into something more hideous and scarier. So I'm not going to just sit down and let those kids step on my son's dignity. I don't care, you give me the names or I'll sue the kindergarten. The choice is yours, Teacher Song."

Sarang said, making the teacher has no other choices than starts to mentioning the names one by one to Sarang who's reco