In Your Head- Jilix

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- I cannot tolerate such behavior in my establishment, Mr. Lee Felix.
Concluded the director after the statement of the facts which were reproached to me, list rather long in spite of my rather calm temperament.

- Are you going to exclude me?
I ask, unsure. My voice is shaky, as is the rest of my body. My fists are clenched and my fingernails dig into my skin. My lip still burns, the metallic taste of blood not leaving my mouth.

He shakes his head and a weight falls off my shoulders with a sigh of relief.
- No, Mr. Lee. You are a brilliant student, the best of this school. I can't exclude someone like you. But you're going to have to show your willingness to stay.

I stand up abruptly, moving closer to the desk.
- Anything you want, Director. I am ready to clean the classes every night, to improve my grades. I'll do anything.

- Sit down, young man.
I obey.
- You have excellent results, particularly in English. It is obvious that your Australian origins are the reason for this... I will therefore ask you to give private lessons in English to one of the students of this school that I would be disappointed to see failing in view of his great abilities.

I agree.
- Yes of course! With great pleasure! What's his name?

A grin emerges at the corner of his lips.
- Han Jisung.

I'm screwed.