Everyone was staring at the announcement board when everyone in F-class who usually failed exams for no reason at all, cheered in delight.
"The study sessions were worthwhile!"
The rest of the classes looked at them but could not say anything because Tunka came in 96th place. Students in the class who previously did not care about grades, and some who even repeated this, are now cheering loudly as if they were close friends.
"Tunka got into the 96th! Bruh, you can do it, bro!" cheered the boys as Tunka smiled contentedly.
"Our baby got the highest score!" exclaimed Alver Crossman.
Radish lifted Raon onto his shoulder and allowed him to see the scoreboard.
"Oh, Radish-Hyung-nim came in second with Eru-Hyung," Raon chirps, looking at Radish, who smiles contentedly. Their grades were only two points apart. Alver finished third, with Rosalyn and Whitara tied for seventh. Mary Grimbone got into fifth place.
The rest of the class got into the top one hundred.
"Cheering now, huh?"
"Hello Teach!/ Good morning, Teacher-nim!/ Teacher!"
Cale hummed when he saw their contented expressions. Raon waves at him, despite the fact that they had just seen each other at home. Cale, of course, patted the child's head and smiled at Radish, who quickly became the babysitter.
"I don't like that smile."
"I do like how you look right now," he smirked. If it were not for his temper, this radish would be adorable.
They were gloomy people who could not trust anyone a month ago, but now—Cale was pleased with their expression. They appear to be ordinary high school students having a good time.
"For the morning assembly, you should go to the gym."
"Yes!" they exclaimed as they started walking to the gym.
Cale followed them. Bassen walked alongside him, with his A-Class students trailing behind.
"Your class just automatically formed a line to get to the gym," Bassen muses. "They used not to care before, though."
Cale just chuckled and looked at them.
That's how F-Class was able to safely pass their midterm exam with colors.
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Cale awoke on a beautiful Sunday morning to find himself being pressed by something heavy. He cannot breathe, but after realising that the thing pressing him was breathing, he calmed down and looked at the boy who was sleeping comfortably on top of him. Raon's amazing bedhair was quite a sight to see, so Cale had to take a picture of it with his phone, along with the kittens that's snuggling on either of Raon's cheeks.
Cute little beings are always a good way to start a new day.
Children will always be children. Add the two adorable kittens snuggling on his chest.
Cale carefully moved them to the side and wrapped them in the blanket. It is now nine o'clock in the morning. It is a beautiful day to sleep in.
He went down to get some coffee while the father and son were busy tasting Vicross' new dishes.
"Good morning."
"Good morning, Sir/Teacher-nim."
He cast a glance at the sweet that Vicross was preparing. It has been a month since his father and son moved in with him as his stay-at-home helper and chef. He allowed Vicross to take over his kitchen and even let him mess around with everything in it. He cannot help but be impressed by Vicross's ability to create new dishes on a regular basis.
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It Takes a Pen to Straighten Up B*st*rds
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