pied piper

13 | Mr. Jeon

Music Companion : Bare Wid Me by Teyana Taylor

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The loud ringing of the alarm resounded in my small room but I stayed indifferent, staring at the ceiling with my eyes unfocused. My eyes puffy from the lack of sleep and incessant tears as I sniffled, getting aggravated with the increasing noise of the alarm. After much dithering, my body hurt as I finally got up from the bed, slowly standing up to slide the curtains, my head empty but heart still agonizing.

I entered the washroom in slow paced steps, blinking once I glanced at my pathetic reflection staring right back at me in perturbation. My mind quickly went back to yesterday's events, remembering the merciless words of the man that I felt such strong sensitivities for.

"You are a fucking student, learn to act like one."

I shivered inwardly, trying to force some sense into me. He indeed was right, I did sever the boundaries but what about him? Was it so easy for him to make me feel things and then just throw me aside like an unwanted object?

I couldn't find myself to tell mom and dad about not wanting to go to school only to have an hour long interrogation session about it, I'd rather just sulk up and go to school than that.

And so, I got ready with a half-mind, my prolongation causing me to be late and skip breakfast in order to catch the bus on time. The weather being exceptionally hideous as I boarded on the heavily populated bus, not finding a place to sit but also struggling to catch a grip on the handles with an enormous number of people thrown in the small space.

With an already bitter mood wrapped nicely with lack of sleep and food, I entered the huge building known as hell, not paying any heed to the luxurious infrastructure but hiding my yawn behind my elbow as I watched people laugh and smile in distaste and disgust.

Why do you all get to be happy and not me?

I tried not to look for him but my eyes just couldn't, and instinctively landed on the very perfect man, my heart clenching bitterly as I glanced at him dressed in a black dress shirt, hugging his tough torso with a pair of tight jeans.

This is not right, no, this is wrong.

I need to stop focusing on him, stop caring about what he does to me, especially after he had made it clear to me himself. My eyes widened and stomach plummeted once I felt his powerful eyes shoot up at me, guilt encased within the brown orbs as I found him making his way towards me.

Panic set within me and I immediately got a hold of my feet, not sparing another glance at the man but running towards my classroom as nonchalantly as possible as my breathing thickened. Finally some luck showed up to me as I found Seulgi on the way, joining her but inhaling multiple times to regulate my wavered breathing.

The day at school didn't get any better as my mind kept going back to my math teacher no matter how much I tried to ignore it, the heartbreak, the need to demand an explanation. I sighed but looked at front, trying to decipher the words of explanation of Miss Rosa as she taught with utter interest.

The ringing of the bell didn't make me feel at any ease as my heartbeat began to rise up involuntarily, the muscles of my beating organ making me feel awfully feverish without even wanting to.

Sensing Mr. Jeon enter the classroom, I tried my best to make it seem like the table in front of me was the most fascinating thing in the world but in the end, I found my eyes crawling up in confusion once I heard nothing but silence ensue. A quiet gasp left my mouth when our eyes joined, trapping us into an intense eye contact as he supported himself on the wooden table as usual, spreading his thick thighs as he cleared his throat, my eyes immediately moving away from his and darting on my poorly chipped nails as I aggressively gulped down .