Chapter 7 - Falling in love

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[At School]

Porschay was finally there he parked his bike in parking area and took off his helmet. He checked the time in his mobile.

Porschay: GOD DAMNIT! I AM FIFTEEN MINUTES LATE. MR KIM IS GONNA KILL ME!I AM DOOMED!

He joined his hands and looked up in the sky.

Porschay: God please help me this time.

He walked in the empty corridor

Porschay: SHIT! There is no one. Only I am here. I hope his mood is good today.

As he came towards the classroom. He peeked inside the classroom from the window. Mr Kim was teaching.

Porschay: SHIT! He started to teach already.

Baiboon was sitting close the window. He noticed Chay.

Baiboon: Chay , Chay , Porschay.

He whispered

Porschay: What?

Baiboon: Chay , come inside from the backdoor. He won't notice you.

Porschay: Are you crazy?! I am not gonna do that!

Baiboon: Bu-

Kim : Baiboon, Is something wrong?

Porschay hid immediately

Baiboon: Ummm... No , sir I just have a sore throat.

Kim : Ok, drink some water

Baiboon signed him to come from the back door of the classroom. But , ofcourse porschay was not gonna do that. He was not brave enough to do that.

Porschay: staying here won't do anything good. I think I should leave.

He turned around to go. But he heard a voice from the classroom.

Kim : Porschay, where are you going? Come inside

Kim said while still writing math problems on the black board

Porschay closed his eyes for a second

Porschay: How does he know that I am here? Is he a ghost or what?

Porschay turned around kim was still writing math problems on the board.

Porschay: May I come in sir?

Kim : Yes

Porschay entered in the classroom while smiling nervously. He sat beside Baiboon.

Porschay: Dude, because of you I almost got doomed.

Baiboon: What did I d-

Kim : Boys, focus in class.

Porschay & Baiboon: Sorry sir

Porschay looked at Kim. Kim was wearing a Korean drape white shirt with black formal pants with belt and black formal shoes. Just like how chay was wearing. They were wearing same outfits

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