HEART LIES

THE DRILL

The student comment was probably the most absurd thing Soo-Hae ever heard.

"Then you are dumb, it might seem like torture, but even this is a good put for their file."

Ji-Seong glared at the woman who relished the moment. The professor's attitude was something he couldn't comprehend; professor Lee appeared to have sadomasochistic behavior. She liked to make people suffer for no apparent reason. Here he could not seize how his comment had blown up in such portions. She was supposed to be above it. Still, every one of Ji-Seong's remarks created a chain reaction of events.

From the beginning, the student and the teacher didn't see eye to eye; the professor enjoyed putting oil on the fire. A tedious habit that Ji-Seong associated with people who had no life, they decided to ruin other people's lives.

Why did she behave in such a childish manner?

It didn't suit her, and her superb diminished.

"This isn't fair," Ji-Seong muttered.

"Omo, I thought we've been through the what's ethical business already. You see, this is my class, you are my students, and I'm entitled to use whatever methods I judge necessary to make you become Taehaminguk's most valuable asset in the medical field. If you have any complaint, the door is that way," Sa-rang said before making a gesture towards the door. She then approached Ji-Seong close enough to whisper, "please do so; you'll be doing me a favor."

Ji-Seong could read the hate in her eyes; this was one of the world's biggest mysterious. Some people you meet naturally hate you for unknown and obscure reasons. The young man was sure if he asked the professor about the causes of her loathing him, there would be none, yet the sentiment was there.

No, this woman wasn't how Ji-Seong expected.

From what he gathered, the professor was a misandrist, obsessed with her work suffering from the God complex due to her success, which found itself amplified by the fact she was a woman. Of course, blessed with beauty despite her age, she stepped on the tiny campus cuties with charisma while laughing at the men who dared approach her.

Ji-Seong went back to his seat and found Dae Jung glaring at him in the manner of a raging bull.

"Wow, she is amazing," Soo-Hae sighed again.

"I should dissect your brain; there's definitely a problem," Gong Won said, shoving his sister's head.

The top rankers didn't know it was the first of a long series of unearthly tasks which the professor reserved them. Everyone had their methods, and Sa-rang's had the sharpest. Dae Jung added a new name to the professor's already well-garnished tree.

Professor Lee baptized them The Drill Sergeant, having them arrived at the hospital at 6 AM and doing the nurse's morning rounds, and there was no slacking off. Behind the nurse's smile, their wicked tongue repeated all their errors to the professor who gave double rations of assignments.

"How are the kids?"

"A royal pain."

"Oh, Sa-rang," Yoona said in despair.

"Okay, the girl Nam Soo-Hae is almost perfect. I wonder the board didn't pick her as an assistant."

Sa-rang knew full well the board chose the top ranker from Seoul as a reward for having accepted their establishment, allowing the school to gain a weak yet valuable percentage of national stats.

"You said almost?"

"She a fanatic, at moments she makes me think of that American actress Jenifer Jason something in Single White Female I just can't shake of the image of Soo-Hae becoming my clone.