Second Chance

9

The girl walked out of the room with tears streaming down her face, she turned the corner to bump into someone before rushing away in a hurry. Lisa kept her head down as a glimpse of a second she could see...blonde hair.

"You know, you didn't have to come." Chaeyoung says looking up at her wife.

The two were standing in the empty classroom, the very room where Chaeyoung taught in. The blonde was putting away her things as her wife looked around the room,

"What kind of wife would I be if I didn't?" Jisoo replied, "besides, I just wanted to visit."

"There's nothing special here." The blonde answers, she placed her laptop in her briefcase before clicking it shut with the buckles.

"What were you teaching the kids today?" Jisoo asks causing the blonde to look over at her, watching her every move.

"Cancer cells." Chaeyoung answered, "we're going over the unit again since I was out last week."

"That's pretty boring." Jisoo says sitting down on the desk, her arms resting in the table.

"I beg your pardon?" Chaeyoung looked at her confused.

"You teach microbiology, no?" Jisoo questions, more to herself. "You really think I'm a fool, don't you?"

"I know you don't enjoy this." She pointed out, "I see it in your eyes"

"And what does my eyes say?" Chaeyoung questions.

"What did you really want to teach?" Jisoo asks, "because you don't look happy doing this."

"I can't tell you that."

"Chaeyoung, I'm your wife. I'm your friend, we shouldn't keep secrets from each other."

"I-I can't-"

"I won't judge you." Jisoo spoke causing the blonde to stare at her with hesitation.

"Art."

"I wanted to teach art-"

The girl sat there in her class painting quietly to herself as her peers talked amongst themselves, she kicked her feet and hummed quietly to herself before dipping the brush in more paint. She looked up from her seat and locked eyes with a brunette sitting across the room, a smile...

"I wanted to teach art." Chaeyoung revealed, "but it's not an important subject."

"Sure it is!" Jisoo stood up, "art is everywhere! It's even the desks!"

"Art is something that people look down on." Chaeyoung replied, "not everyone has a strong opinion of it."

"Well, fuck them." Jisoo shrugged, "Why did you not teach it?"

"My father didn't want his children to pursue a useless major." Chaeyoung grabbed her case, "come on, the driver is waiting for us."

"You know, you don't have to listen to your dad." Jisoo walked over to her wife, "you are your own person."

Her hands reached out and touched the tie of her wife, a slight tilt back in place before taking her hands away. Her eyes looking into her lovers, their eyes meeting each other's and seeing the stars dancing around.

A knock on the door causes them to break their gaze and Chaeyoung stood tall with a firm expression, a student of hers walked in with papers.

"Mrs. Park, I wanted to turn in the homework from yesterday. Thank you for the extension." The girl says with a smile

"You're welcome." Chaeyoung took the papers, "have a good day."

"Thank you, bye!" The girl quickly left causing Jisoo to look over at her.

"You really care about them, don't you?"

"My students are my priorities." Chaeyoung responded, "we should go." She was first to leave the room as Jisoo trailed behind.