[✓]Absurd | YUTA

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It was already semester end in almost no time for Jihwa. As the dates for the exams approached she tensed up more. She now lowkey regretted taking two courses, especially when she joined 2 months after school year started.

And if she knew how much of a terrible day she was going to have then she would have just skipped. 

It was Yuta's class and he decided to have them, students, diffuse bombs in constricted time limits. He had a button in his hand to stop it from exploding, and as far as Jihwa knew, they were all real bombs. 

When it was her turn, Yuta showed the bowl to her. She gulped and hesitantly picked up a chit. With a slight heaviness in her stomach, she opened it and the dread fell over her seeing that she only got 1 minute.

She mentally cursed and only an amused chuckle left Yuta's mouth. She had gotten the least amount of time so far. And before her, everyone had easily diffused them. She on the other hand knew she wouldn't be able to do it. The last time she practiced she took a whole seven minutes.

Yuta: Go on.

His voice was sickening since it was literally the same as when he used that those words on Zihen. 

She walked over to the bomb and crouched in front of it, staring at it. She never really prayed before, losing faith in god at an early age. But it would be really nice if she didn't fail in front of all of these kids and Yuta.

Yuta: Start!

She moved forward studying all the different wires, seeing where they connected. She couldn't really move the bomb. She was not dumb, knowing that could trigger it. 

Yuta: Thirty seconds.

She carefully studied it, trying to ignore the snickers. 

Yuta: Ten seconds.

She cursed under her breath and held onto the pliers in her hand, advancing on the most possible wire. But just as she was about to cut it, Yuta's hand grabbed her's and pressed the button. The bomb stopped ticking and she saw that it was stopped at 1 second. 

She heard a few chuckles in the room and closed her eyes, too embarrassed to face anyone. Yuta pulled her up to stand straight.

Yuta: You have to practice if you want to pass, kid.

She just nodded and walked back to the place where other students were standing, her head hung low. 

She was embarrassed. She didn't like losing. She hated it. And the anger of it was already getting to her. 

Jiyeon: Hey.

Jihwa turned to her and the sweet girl only gave her an encouraging smile.

Jiyeon: Its okay. It was your first time. I almost passed out and i had an anxiety attack the first time. You did good.