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♥️ T E A C H E R ' S O F F I C E ♥️

♥️ CHAPTER NINE ♥️

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"Cheong-San, don't be stubborn." I called out Watching him sit on the window.

"Two rooms across and one floor down is teachers office."

"Y-you shouldn't go." I looked at him worried.

"If I don't make it." He sighed "I will come back, you know?"

No bitch I don't know.

"So don't be worried."

"I'm not worried, I'm pissed."

"Sure."

This bitch

I looked at my feet, playing with my hand and heared him stepping into the room again.

"You seriously don't have to worry, I'll always come back to you.. I promise."

He lifted my chin making eye contact with me and smiling, I softly smiled back when I notice his eyes staring at my lips.

He bit his lips, fighting the urge to kiss me and just hugs me instead. I pat his back flushed at what just had happened.

He pulled back and climbing out the window with su-hyeok.

"Damn Y/N."

"Oh shut up." I commented back my cheeks still pink.

"Oh my God you are totally blushing."

"BRUH NO."

On-jo laughed pushing my shoulders, I just stared out of the window hoping for cheong-san to come back any minute now.

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Where are they

I played with my fingers anxiously.

"It's been an hour. Shouldn't we like check on them?"

"I know you are worried but it's the best if we stay here."

"I'm really worried."

I lay my head on the desk sighing.

"I hearded in some country's they mourn adults more than they do with children.Which do you think our country is?" Nam-Ra asked, making me look at her.

"What do you mean?"

"When kids die, you loose hope but... when adults die they lose their wisdom." Joon-yeong added.

Does that mean that they don't care about us.

"Hope or wisdom. Which do we value more?"

I looked out the window hearing another set of helicopters flying around the place.