“What is wrong with you, Kim Jongdae?” I whispered to myself annoyed hitting my head slowly, hoping it’ll knock some sense of off me. “Yes, Mr Kim? You have something to share with us” Mr Wu, the English teacher asked. “Nope! I’m good!” I showed him thumbs up. “Well, if that is the case, come see me after class. That goes the same to you Miss Haekyun.”

What? Did he know about yesterday? Oh God! Please don’t…