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Yunjin reached for her alarm as it blares loudly – she peeks an eye open and groaned noticing the still dark surroundings of her room. God, how she hates waking up so early. If only she doesn’t care about her study and graduating on time, she’d probably continue to doze off.

 

She arrives at school, composed as usual; not minding other people’s business like a pro. Really, she just wants to graduate and get the hell out of school. And it’s just a year left. Thank God, she thought.

 

She sat away from gossiping girls around her, who are her friends since she started college but the loudness and excitement in their voices still reached her ears, unfortunately.

 

“He’s handsome but isn’t it weird that he hits on our professors?”

 

“Weird? He’s creepy!”

 

“What? Can you blame him? We have, like, the hottest professors especially now that we’re on our final year!” Her lesbian friend says unashamedly.

 

She puffs out a breath and regrets forgetting about her magical earphones. Yes, she calls it magical because obviously, it’s the only thing that defeats her friends’ noise.

 

“Yunjin-ah, do you think he’s handsome too?”

 

“Sure.” She agrees. Yunjin thinks the guy is handsome, yes. But he’s not her type in guys, playboy and a jackass.

 

Their attention was taken by the whistles from their male classmates. Yunjin disgustingly remarked how they ogled women who passed by their classrooms. Even professors for goodness sake! Where’s the respect? She wants to slap the out of them. Maybe if she cared enough.

 

“Miss, are you our professor today?” She heard the voice of her classmate, the most known playboy.

 

She looks up from her desk and gets taken aback at the authority she witnessed. No wonder the shut his mouth up.

 

There’s a woman by the door of their room wearing a black pencil skirt and a white button-down long sleeve tucked formally. The woman has dark brown hair and Yunjin felt intimidated by her confident stance, even just being an eye among the many watcher of the scene. It looks like the was smitten with just a stare.

 

Yunjin can’t deny it, she’s impressed. But at the same time, she’s scared at that woman. What if she’s really their professor? She would’ve been scary!

 

Finally, the woman disregarded her male classmates and looks around their room. “Is there any varsities in here? Or anyone who does volunteer work?”

 

Okay…

 

Yunjin is the only one.

 

She felt embarrassed when her friends all point a finger on her quietly. All eyes are on hers. Including a pair of intense dark brown eyes.

 

Yunjin followed the woman with her eyes as she strut in front of the teacher’s table. The said woman raised an eyebrow at her, hands on her hips like a boss. “What? Can’t raise your hand?” The woman asks, a bit annoyed.

 

Yunjin clears and bowed in apology. “I’m sorry, Miss. I’m a varsity and I also do volunteer works. What can I help you with?” She said respectfully.

 

But the woman ignored her, looking around yet again.

 

“My name's Miyawaki Sakura and I should be your professor for this subject but I train students and rookies in business practically and orally-“

 

Some guy said a dirty joke about getting an oral , stopping Sakura from her introduction. She smiled cynically at the ert airhead. “Can I have your ID? I want to know your name.”

 

Yunjin knits her eyebrows with confusion. She thought there’s no way her professor would fall for that bastard.

 

Her classmate excitedly gave his school ID, Sakura looks at the name and gives it back immediately. She opened her record and draws a line over the name, smiling at the guy.

 

“Kindly go to the registrar and enroll to other class. You’re dropped.” She says clearly giving a cold air in the classroom.

 

The guy was about to say something but gets the sign when Sakura squints her eyes. She then smiles lightly while looking around the students. “Now, that’s a nice start, huh? But now I won’t explain a thing anymore. You’ll have exam from me every other week. Any complaint?”

 

Silence.

 

Sakura nods slightly. “Good. You’re all graduating now. Responsibilities by yourselves should be established.”

 

She looks around again, her stare landing on Yunjin who’s at the edge of her seat, tensed. “And you. You’re exempted.”

 

Gasps were heard around the room.

 

“BUT if you disappoint me during our training, you get a failing grade. Alright?”

 

“T-training?” She stutters.

 

“Come to my office and find out.”

 

And then she’s gone, leaving her students dazed and dumbfounded.

 

 

 

 

“Yah Yunjin, what did Ms. Sakura tell you about the training?” Chaewon asks eagerly.

 

“It’s mostly charity works and she’s just going to bring me along to her business meetings like a personal training I guess.”

 

“Wow… I’m jealous.” The girl pouts, her mind in wander while Yunjin loo