"Good-bye HeRan, bye Jaehyun. See you tomorrow!"

Seohyun waved good-bye as her students filed out of the classroom to meet their parents outside. Another very tiring yet fulfilling day was over. "Good-bye teacher. I'll show my drawings to Appa," a little boy said as he tugged on her skirt. He then ran towards the door when he saw his mom standing there and gave her a hug around her knees.

Little kids are just so adorable, Seohyun thought as she smiled at the scene. She shook her head as she giggled to herself. The main reason she chose to be a kindergarten teacher was because she loved kids. She stared wistfuly at the moms picking up their kids. A fluttering in her chest reminded her again of her longing for a child of her own. Shaking herself out of her reverie, she turned back and started clearing up the mess in the classroom.

As she started putting back books onto the shelf, she discovered lil Miyoung sitting on the floor with a book on her lap. "Oh Miyoungie, you're still here?" The little girl looked up and stared at her through pink-rimmed glasses. The kid really liked reading. "Appa's not here yet, Teacher Hyun," she said matter-of-factly.

Seohyun sighed. Miyoung's father was a young single dad who's wife had died shortly after giving birth to their only child. He was always busy with work, which Seohyun knew nothing about. The thing is, he was never late bringing and picking up Miyoungie to and from school.

"Maybe he's coming in just now. Shall we go check?" Seohyun said as she sat down beside the little girl. Miyoung looked up at her with a serious face. She always had a serious face. "May I please borrow this book and bring it home? I promise to bring it back tomorrow. Please Teacher Hyun?" she pleaded. Seohyun pat her tiny head and nodded.

She helped the little girl to stand and put on her shoes. "I can do it myself, Teacher Hyun," Miyoungie said as she slipped her socked feet into her doll shoes. Seohyun smiled at the determination on the little girl's face. She took Miyoung's hand as they walked towards the door.

Looking out through the window, she saw an empty parking lot aside from her own car. She began to feel nervous, thinking something might have happened to the little girl's father. "Appa's not yet here, teacher," Miyoungie said as she peered out the doorway. "Can I please go back and read the book until he gets here?" she pleaded. Seohyun nodded, wondering why she wasn't crying like the other kids, but she was also quite relieved that she wasn't.

Teacher Hyun peered out the window again, checking if Mr. Lee was coming. She got more and more nervous as the minutes went by. After about half an hour, the sound of a car coming brought her to her feet and she quickly went to open the door. A black SUV was parking near the entrance to the parking lot. She glanced back towards little Miyoung, who was quite preoccupied with her book.

She prepared to give Mr. Lee some talking to, especially about picking up his child on time. Her steps faltered as the door on the driver's side opened and a black leather booted foot dropped onto the ground, followed by another booted foot, both legs hugged by dark, tight jeans ripped at the knees and wrapped around the thighs like a second skin. Her eyes travelled up the torso clothed in a leather jacket that seemed to be bursting at the seams. She was pretty sure the guy was ripped underneath.

Her palms began to feel sweaty.

As if under some unknown spell, she stood there mesmerized as her eyes trailed up his toned neck, swallowing in reflex as she stared at his Adam's apple. His stubbled chin gave her the shivers. She wondered how it would feel against her palm...

Finally, movement pulled her out of her imaginings as he slowly took off his sunglasses, a knowing smile on his lips. She stared into his huge, charming eyes that were like pools of dark chocolate, with long eyelashes covering them. He gave her a wide smile. A snaggletooth caugh her attention and all she could think about was how those teeth would feel biting her lips.

Her breath caught at the back of . Her mind snapped back.

He wasn't Mr. Lee.

"Yong Samchon!" Miyoung ran out the door towards the man. Seohyun couldn't do anything but follow.

"Miyoungie, wait!"

She didn't know if the man was to be trusted with the little girl, and Mr. Lee never mentioned a Yong samchon who'll pick her up.

In her rush and nervousness, she didn't see the large pebble on the ground. She cried out as she tripped and twisted her ankle. She fell onto the ground in pain, forgetting her little ward, who was currently being carried in Yong samchon's arms.

"Teacher Hyu~un!!!" Miyoung scrambled down from her samchon's embrace and ran back towards her teacher. "Teacher Hyun, are you alright? Teacher, are you okay? Yong samchon please help Teacher Hyun!" The little girl was now sobbing as she hugged her kindergarten teacher.

"I'm fine, sweetie, I just stepped on a stone," Seohyun said, patting the little girl's back. She bit her lip as pain shot up from her ankle.

A shadow loomed over them, then suddenly Yong samchon was kneeling in front of her. "Are you alright? Here, let me see that ankle," he said, a look of concern on his face as he reached for her foot. He stopped as Seohyun held up a hand. "I'm fine, I-I'll be fine," she stammered.

"That doesn't sound convincing," he grinned gently. He went on to take off her shoe very gently. Seohyun hissed as she saw her ankle already turning black and blue. Miyoung began to sob louder when she saw her teacher's foot. She turned her head away and tightened her embrace around Seohyun's neck. She could barely breath

"Now now Miyoungie, everything's going to be alright. Yong samchon will take care of Teacher Hyun," Yong said as he took out a bandana from his back pocket and started to wrap it gently around Seohyun's foot. Miyoungie nodded her head.

"I am Jung Yonghwa by the way ma'am," he said, trying to distract Seohyun from the pain. "You've met me as Yong samchon a couple of minutes ago," he grinned. Seohyun gasped at that smile.

"Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" Yonghwa asked anxiously. Seohyun shook her head, suddenly embarrassed. "I am Seo Joohyun, but my students call me Teacher Hyun," she answered back. "I am not usually this clumsy, but Miyoung ran and-and-"

"And you weren't sure if I could be trusted," Yonghwa continued. Seohyun smiled sheepishly and nodded. Yonghwa grinned back. "No need to worry Teacher Hyun. As you can see, Miyoungie does know me. I am in a band with her father, and the four of us in the band are like family. We practically raised her together. We can call him if you like," he said, flipping out his cellphone. Before Seohyun could think of a reply, Yonghwa turned his phone towards her and showed him Mr. Lee's face on video call.

"Jonghyun-ah! Please reassure Teacher Hyun that I'm a decent guy and that you sent me to pick up Miyoungie," he said with a smile. Seohyun kept a straight face as Mr.Lee bowed and apologized profusely. He explained about being caught up in production with a song, so he sent Yonghwa to pick up his little girl.

"It's okay Mr.Lee, I just needed to be sure. Thank you, I'll be sending Miyoung home with Mr.Jung," she answered.

"Yah Jonghyun-ah, you should've called Teacher Hyun first before I got here," Yonghwa said sternly but with a grin. Another round of apologies burst out from the phone. "Yeah yeah forget it. We'll see you later, just need to pass by the hospital. I'll explain later," Yonghwa said before slipping the phone back into his leather jacket.

"You can take her home now, sir," Seohyun said as she pat Miyoung's back. The little girl was now having hiccups from crying.

"What's with the 'sir' all of a sudden? I have touched your foot, you know. Very intimate," Yonghwa said with a grin. Seohyun giggled in spite of herself.

"I know. Touching a girl's foot even before a date. tsk tsk," she joked. Her eyes widened at the implication of what she just said.

Yonghwa stared at her for a couple of seconds, but she refused to meet his eyes. She tried to stand up instead, but her sprain was too painful. "You should carry her," Miyoung told her uncle as she tugged on his leather jacket. Before Seohyun could refuse, she was quickly swept off her feet. Literally.

"We could fix that, you know," Yonghwa murmured as he started to carry her towards the classroom. Seohyun didn't know where to put her arms, and so she kept them folded together on her chest.

"Fix what?"

"That date thingy."

"What? Why?"

"Coz samchon needs a wife!" Miyoungie suddenly blurted out from beside Yonghwa. He never broke stride nor blink an eye.

Seohyun's mouth hung open in surprise. She didn't know what to say.

Yonghwa sat her down on top of her desk and started to rummage in the small refrigerator in the corner. He found some ice and placed it in a plastic bag, which he proceeded to wrap around Seohyun's ankle.

"I think that'll do until we get to the hospital," he said. Seohyun was still at a loss for words. She continued watching him. She jerked away as he came closer.

"I'm carrying you to the car Teacher Hyun. We have to get you to a hospital. Besides, it's partly my fault that you tripped," he explained.

"Wait, I-I'm-I can't think," she said.

"What's to think about? I'm carrying you, we'll go to the hospital--" Yonghwa explained as he lifted her into his arms again. He jerked his head towards Miyoung and pointed his nose at Seohyun's bag on the desk. The little girl understood and carried it to the car.

"Wait! Too much is going on," Seohyun interjected.

"As I've been saying, Teacher Hyun. We'll go to the hospital, get your pretty little ankle checked on, go on a date~~~dates! many dates.. get married~~~" Yonghwa's voice trailed as he buckled up the seatbelt for her on the passenger seat.

"What?!"

"Well... you did fall for me, right?" he whispered and winked at her before moving to fix Miyoung's carseat. Seohyun gasped in exasperation.

"I barely know you!" she hissed quietly.

Secretly, her heart was thrilled.