𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 /GXG/

🔹️Reputation

Na-young got off me and wrapped her pulover around her body. She tried to explain but just stuttered. Mom told her to shut up and locked the door. Mom didn't yell, but her eyes were red.

I sat on the couch and hugged myself to cover my breasts ㅡ I was wearing a braㅡ, but all I heard was my heart pounding, my blood pressure almost tearing my veins.

I thought about running to the room.

''Go to your room - NOW!!'', Mom said slowly, full of anger. She pointed her finger down the hall, and I went, feeling my soul want to leave my body.

Being inside, I couldn't hear the conversation. They spoke softly. I don't think they are civilized. I would say, perhaps, for fear of attracting the attention of the neighbors. It would be a scandal ''the headmistress's daughter was caught with her teacher''.

It took a few minutes until I heard the living room door slam and then footsteps in the hallway approaching my bedroom door.

There was no justification for this. The only way was to listen calmly to what my mother would say.

I was very embarrassed, and I can guarantee that being caught by your mother, having sex, is something that makes you think ''is there a way to go back in time?'', ''This can't be happening!'', and ''How Am I going to look at her?''

Mom opened the door, came to me , asked for my cell phone, and then went back to the door, and before closing it, she started listing the punishments:
''It's from school to home and home to school from now on!''

I sat on the bed, desolate, with my hands between my legsㅡ I had already put on a heavy yellow sweatshirt. I looked at her with those heavy eyes, and my fingers tied the laces of my athletic shorts.

''You will clean the apartment'', continued Ye-jin, ''... wash the dishes, clean the bathroom, no Internet, and no going out with Su-min!''.

I nodded.

An expression of regret as Mom closed the door. I looked at the manga on the shelf, and I wanted to tear them up one by one.

My nervousness was due to the deprivation of going out with friends and being without the Internet.

I planned to wait for mom to sleep and call my father, Su-bin. I felt a pang of anger that made me give up.

Saturday I went to clean the house.
I polished the floor and washed the bathroomㅡ I got a little dizzy from the amount of chemicals I threw on the floor. I threw in a liter of disinfectant, which should be diluted in water in a proportion of one glass to one liter. I'm not stupid, I can read, but if I got sick, my mother would take care of me.

My eyes and throat were irritated. Just that!

The sink was full of dishes. Mom hadn't washed a single glass all day, so I even had trouble putting cleaning gloves on my hands, with her behind me, like a shadow, watching and correcting the way I was scrubbing the Teflon pan.

When Sunday arrived, I woke up already addicted to checking my social media. I was completely without my cell phone for 32 hours, and my mind kept thinking: how many messages had already arrived. Did Su-min and Yeri call me?

I still don't have my cell phone. I feel like something is missing (the cell phone) to alleviate what I'm feeling in my chest. I need my cell phone, so with no internet and no homework, Sunday was huge.

I looked at the clock, and it was still eight in the morning. Midday. Three o'clock in the afternoon.

I couldn't read. I just thought about the events that happened. I thought about how good it felt to have sex with Na-young, and then I remembered my mother taking me by surprise.