pied piper

15 | Tantalize

Music Companion : Formula by Labrinth

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A normal school day. It feels like riding a bike accompanied by swift saccharine wind. Except there's a little bit of vicious eye-watering smoke attaining around you, the smell of fire because the bike is on fire, so is the ground, everything is on fire because, well, it is hell.

Ah, a normal school day.

I walked in with an enervated conscience, though a hundred times better than yesterday. My bag seeming extra heavy and shoes feeling extra taut. Or maybe it was just the alarming swiftness of my heartbeat that forced me to conjecture other stuff in order to distract myself. Everywhere I went, it seemed as if I could smell Mr. Jeon's cologne, as if I could smell him, as if he was there, right there beside me.

My footsteps picked on their pace as soon as I entered the area where there could be a possible interaction between him and I, a little sigh of relief exiting out of my mouth as I surpassed it with a throbbing heartbeat, feeling as though a flock of pigeons had been left unrestricted on my chest.

"Y/n!" my shoulders straightened as I turned behind, panic striking my features subconsciously as I watched Miss Rosa smile at me, albeit seeming a very forced and impatient one, "Honey, I need to go the washroom really really quickly, could you please pass these papers to your teacher?"

I sighed but copied a smile up on my face, already knowing that I was left with no choice to begin with. "Sure, which one?"

A sweet grin replaced her forced smile and my eyes widened, unable to prepare myself for her next words in such a short span of time.

"Mr. Jeon."

The gears of my mind struggled extra fast, desperately searching for a possible excuse after essentially and foolishly agreeing to her request. "Uhm, ma'am, I-I─"

"Oh, you are a doll!" she briskly handed me the papers while I could only watch her jog away, leaving me with no choice but to face the man I had very recently taken an oath to avoid and avert for the rest of my life.

Oh fuck...should I just tear the papers and lie that I had given him the papers? I think the school authority would believe me, a topper of every exam rather than a month-long teacher who didn't really teach THAT good to begin with.

My eyes rotated around the school premises and I sighed, mentally kicking myself for coming up with such a ridiculous excuse. Damn you, Kim Rosa! I should've known you still hated me.

Just knock on his door quietly and place the papers on the floor outside.

Hmm, that sounds workable. With my pulses going berserk and potentially deafening my ears and senses, I gripped tightly on the edges of the inked white sheets, feeling dread pass over me for even joining this school. More than a hundred schools in this city and I had to join this one? And he had to join this one?!

I took a deep breath, turning sideways to the hallway where Mr. Jeon's office was located, making me remember the times I would cheerily walk down this very path, feeling very different emotions as I'd enter his private space.

Balloons of white relief swelled within me when I found the hallway empty, maybe he hadn't arrived yet!

I tilted my head with a small smile placing over my frowning features, hopping over quickly and quietly as I walked closer to the wooden brown door, taking a deep breath but bending down to place the documents of that witch on the floor just before his door.