Forbidden Lovers (MewGulf AU)

🌞Chapter 4🌻

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"Yes! Today Teach Gulf is doing the gate check!" a group of girls called loudly, running past Mew. "Hey, look, Teach Gulf! This is the hot new color for spring!"

"Bringing lipstick to school is against the rules," Gulf's voice said strictly. "Why are you so happy to show that to me?"

"Oh, hush!" the excited girl answered. "Look, I have gloss too! Hey, hey, isn't it pretty?"

"Hey, you over there!" another teacher yelled. "We're trying to do gate checks! Put down everything that violates the rules and go to your classroom now!"

Even when pestered by other teachers, the girls didn't move. All Gulf did was smile in exasperation.

"Morning, Mew," called Mew's friend from behind him as Mew pushed his bike up a hill near the school gate.

"Ah...morning," Mew answered distractedly.

'Why, out of all the teachers does Gulf have to be one of them doing gate checks today?'

"What's wrong?" his friend asked. "Being cheerful is one of your few good points. You look pretty depressed."

"Really? No, I'm fine." But Mew couldn't master up the strength to smile. He couldn't face Gulf. His steps became even slower.

But a different teacher checked Mew and his friends bags. "C'mon. Open your bag."

'I just have to suffer the consequences. But it's strange that Teacher isn't making a big deal out of it. Normally if you did what I did to a teacher, it would be immediate expulsion.'

But that fateful afternoon, after Mew had done such a terrible thing, all Gulf said was "Don't worry about me, just go home."

His tone of voice hadn't even been reproachful. And when Mew just stood there frozen with panic, Gulf had given him a push from behind to go out the door.

Out in the hallway, the door to the classroom closed behind Mew. He didn't know what Gulf had done after that, but it bothered him. He was really concerned about Gulf and felt like he hadn't the right nor the courage to face him.

Unable to stand the thought of his crime, Mew didn't want Gulf to notice him, yet found himself desperately searching for any sight of his teacher. He missed Gulf. Gulf was so beautiful it seemed unfair.

When Mew thought of his crime, he couldn't relax. He found it hard to breathe when he had sudden, merciless flashbacks of Gulf's voice, his hot breath, his face, his smooth skin...

He wondered what Gulf would suggest for his atonement. He absentmindedly walked to the bike rack adjacent to the school building, oblivious to all the people around him.

TBC