Hyoyeon stared blankly into space. She felt like her whole body is burning, while she was seated in her desk for Kim Jongin's class.

"Hey Hyoyeon," Yuri called out as she entered the room, "It's nice to see you back here!"

Yuri quickly sat beside Hyoyeon, and gave her a hug, "I missed you! What happened?"

"Ah, nothing. It's just that, I got sick of attending this class," Hyoyeon smiled, and hugged her bestfriend back.

"Then what made you come back?" Yuri asked, but even before Hyoyeon could answer, Kim Jongin entered the room. The students quickly settled down and went to their respective seats. Hyoyeon watched Jongin as he went to the teacher's table. Jongin looked up, and he saw Hyoyeon looking at him. With this, he averted his eyes from Hyoyeon towards the book he was holding.

"Let's start the discussion for today. Please open your books and turn to page 87," said the calm Jongin.

Because of this, Hyoyeon became more curious of what her professor is thinking, "Does he even remember?" she thought to herself.

After an hour of discussion about Walt Whitman's works, Jongin told the class, "Get a piece of paper and write an essay about today's lesson." The discussion went smoothly, without Jongin noticing Hyoyeon. But she caught his quick glances at her throughout the period, but he quickly shifts his eyes away from her.

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"Pens up, pass your papers toward the center aisle," Jongin ordered. The students passed their papers to the center, and while Jongin was clearing up his table, he said, "Ms. Kim Hyoyeon, collect those papers and bring those to the faculty room, place everything on my table."

"Huh? What?" Hyoyeon asked.

"I said, bring the