When Raon came, he was already at the hospital. There's a vicious old man smiling at him.
"How are you feeling?" The tone was kind.
There's the school headmaster as well, and another brown-haired man is looking at him.
He didn't say anything. He remained silent as he gazed at them weakly.
"Cale will be here soon." Hearing that name made him tear up.
He just didn't know why he felt so relieved that Cale would be coming for him. The old men inside the hospital room looked at him and patted his head.
He didn't know when it started or how it all began.
Cale, on the other hand, was teaching him what it meant to love, honour, and obey. It was not a strong bond of dominance, but rather one of warmth and kindness.
"It is a good thing Cale was able to catch you before you fell into the river; it could have ended badly if he had not been that fast," the school headmaster said, a small smile on his face. "You should rest for the time being; do you want to eat?"
He nodded and let the old men take care of him.
He had been waiting for Cale to arrive, but it appears that he will not be able to do so any longer. He sat down on the bed and calmed himself.
He should first and foremost apologise.
The old men were still inside the room. They thought he was sleeping, but he ended up hearing something.
"Cale clearly violated the law, and he should be detained for another day," Deruth responded. "Overspeeding is a crime."
"Pfft. Not to mention three of his students also got caught overspeeding."
"Hah. Just like their teacher." Deruth laughed and looked at him. "Ah, still awake?"
"Where is he detained?" he asked.
Deruth smiled and said, "You want to see him?"
He nodded.
"Then just wait for him."
He nodded and this time he went to sleep.
The next day, Raon woke up with Cale on the chair beside the hospital bed. He watched him sleep through it until he stirred awake and met his gaze.
Cale stood up and placed his hand over his forehead. "Good, you're fine."
Cale hands him the porridge that Vicross brought.
Raon ate the porridge while enjoying the silence. Soon, a serious atmosphere met him. Raon couldn't take the heavy atmosphere and asked, "Teacher, what's wrong?"
"Hey." Cale replied and stared at him seriously, "Want to be my son?"
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"..."
"..."
"..."
*Insert Tanjirou disgusting face.*
"WHAT THE FUCK TEACH?! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!" Radish, who is timing is the best, pointed at Cale and burst out laughing, "YOU TEACH SHIT TO BASTARDs LIKE US AND YOU WANT TO ADOPT! HAHAHAHAHAHAH—UGH!"
*twack!* Cale hammer-locked the laughing Radish.
Several of his students are also trying hard not to laugh. They have reservations about Cale's ability to teach them, but he is father-material.
"I get the teacher-nim could be Sugar Daddy material," Rosalyn said.
"I thought it was Alver," Whitara smirks.
The girls could not stop laughing, while Raon remained silent for a while.
Cale decided to kick them out for the time being and locked the door.
"So, what do you want to do?"
"You won't hate me?"
"Why would I?"
"You won't abandon me too?"
Cale looked at him and said, "I'll come and save you no matter how many times it takes."
Raon looked at him, opened his arms and asked for a hug, "Teacher... you will not get tired of me?"
Cale smiled and hugged him, patting his head as if he were holding his own son.
"You are a bright child," he said, wanting someone to hold him. "Raon. Decisions need to be made in times like this. What do you really want to do?"
Raon wanted someone who'd be gentle, and he wanted someone strong and filled with love.
He has a lot to be thankful for. Full of laughter, full of tears.
"Can I be your son?"
"Of course," Cale said.
.
.
However...
Ugh....
Cale felt his head ache once more.
"Class," he said solemnly, "it is time for midterm Exam. Are you ready to get fucked up?"
Anyone would curse at this bastard teacher.
TIME TO MAKE HIS SLACKER LIFE REAL!!!
TBC
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It Takes a Pen to Straighten Up B*st*rds
FanfictionHe who guides and creates. Cale Henituse, the young trash teacher, is in charge of the most important section of his life. He'll have a crash curse to get these jerks straightened out for college. "You want slacker life?" his father, the schoolteach...