There was not much to say. The class were awfully quiet and boringly watched the sun made his way to their window while the teacher ignored their sighs and groans of boredom and continued teaching how to use verbs in french. "Il ne faut manger pas trop des chips." The teacher said to the class who all turned their head towards him and stared blankly, "What does it mean?" The teacher asked with his expression stiff and disbelief.   As no one raised their hands in the air for an answer, the teacher sighed heavily, "I have been teaching within 47 minutes and you should know the answer by now." The teacher muttered annoyingly and brighten up his face when a hand was raised in the air. "Ah! Yes.." The teacher said before moving to the table in the front and pointed at the person's name at the table arrangement. "Son Jieun! Yes, what does it mean, Jieun?" The teacher asked with a excitement and hope smile at Jieun who felt being tasered with her classmates' eyes.   She met eyes with her teacher again who nodded in anticipation and encouragement, "You should.. not eat too much chips, sir?" Jieun answered but seemed more like a question at the end while the teacher beamed at her and clapped his hands, "Very good, Jieun! You, my dear, have been paying attention than these people whose words comes in their ear and comes out in the other. Well done again!" The teacher compliment Jieun yet complained at her classmates who sheepishly smiled at him. I mean, their teacher was the kindest and most sought in their school because whenever they needed advice, help or for a laugh, they would seek him.   Jieun slightly blushed at the flattered words by her teacher and smiled smally at him before turning around and met Taemin's confused and hawk-eyes. "What?" She mouthed while Taemin shake his head at her and looked at the board, to copy the french words and the korean words underneath for translation causing Jieun to watched him carefully and sensed there was something wrong with him.   The teacher dropped his chalk on his table and sipped on his iced-tea as he watched the class writing down the words he wrote on the board. He wasn't disappointed at them nor was annoyed because he too, felt bored and secretly crave to watch the sun and imagine having a picnic with his family. He clapped his hands twice to get his pupils' attention and watched them lift their head and looked at him with curiosity wavering on their e