JIMIN POVI had just finished an intense workout when I received a notification on my phone. I grabbed a cloth and wiped the sweat of my face.
It was quiet late. I wondered who contacted me at this time. I reached for my phone in my bag and sat in the bench.
It was a notification from Facebook. I opened the app and noticed someone had requested to follow me.
I thought it was an old friend or one of the other teachers from school but I was absolutely wrong. I started at that name intensely, wondering if my eyes were playing tricks in me.
It was one of my student. One of my favourite student to be specific. Usually, when I would receive friend requests from students, it was a joke and I would removed them immediately.
But I didn't with this one. I took a sheet and exhale. Her account was public. I looked through a few photos but immediately stopped feeling guilty. This was beyond inappropriate.
But without thinking, I accepted her friend requests and shut my phone tossing it away.
ROSÉ POV
For the entire weekend, I isolated myself due to anxiety. I regret going back to school on Monday but I had no other option.
Soon, the weekend was over.
On Monday, I walked into my class with my head down. This was the first time I didn't greet my teacher. I felt his eyes on me, studying each move I made.
Everything was on overwhelming.
" Morning everyone. " My teacher said, smiling at the class.
I refused to look up at him and drew pictures in my book.
It was regular day. My teacher assigned an easy task for everyone to complete. I fished for my phone in my pocket and pulled it out, checking the time.
A Facebook notification popped up. I saw my teacher was secretly on his phone. He had messaged me an entire paragraph. I didn't read it, except the last line which said
" Can we talk privately? "
I frowned, confused by what that meant. Did he mean outside of school? I didn't respond and put my phone away. The butterflies never left my stomach. It was becoming harder to be in his presence. Day by day, I was falling for him.
EVENING TIME
It was around eight in the evening and I was at home, comfortably laying on my bed. I thought it was finally time to read the message my teacher send me.
I went under my covers and opened Facebook and read from the beginning. The first few paragraphs, he apologized for making me feel uncontrollable but that wasn't true. I feel safe with him.
Then, he gradually began confessing himself and how he felt about me. He was in his late twenties and I was a few months away from turning 18.
This was beyond illegal but I didn't care. I want to see him. I text him back immediately, asking for his personal address. He replied within seconds.
I quickly closed my phone and got out of bed. I put a coat on due to the cold weather and opened my window. I crawled out, called an Uber and wait.
" Don't get caught. I'll leave my front door unlocked. See you soon. " he texted.
This was nerve racking and thrilling at the same time. In the Uber, he was all i could think about, what was going to happen?
To be continue.......
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