She could almost hear the pant of the man in her back seat, she could almost hear her heart baning in an abrupt beat. She could feel his eyes were roaming around her paper, and the teacher's eyes were staring at them the whole time. "Hey. what's the answer for number seven?" he whispered, looking around, feigning he was thinking so that the elderly will turn her head away from them. Her sweat was surrounding her forehead, the pounding of her heartbeat was surely heared through her eardrums, she didn't know how to respond. Seolbu's korean is still weak, since she's just an exchange student from Taiwan. "Don't know." Molla, was all she could ever answer in Korean. A slam was heard as soon as her voice was heard throughout the class. "Mr. Kim, Ms. Guo. Get out of my class. Now!" she felt her heart fasten its beat as soon as she heard her last name, her eyes widen at her. So as soon as they got out of the class, they knew it was detention. Detention was all they will get. She kept whining as she witnessed Ms. Jang got her paper and abruptly crumpled it into pieces.  She cursed under her breath using her own mother tongue, she was crying; well look at Mr. Kim who got her into the incident, blaming her for everything while Puff sat there, traumatic because it's her first time being sent to detention. "If your voice wasn't loud, we wouldn't even have been caught. It's all your fault, you know." he grunted and sighed in defeat. With Puff understanding it, she stood and kick the man's knee, leaving out the hallway.