letters and lavenders |Tk

|one|

Amidst all the chaos yesterday, Taehyung had completely forgotten about the biology homework assigned to them. And so, now he was sitting in the class, looking at people with their smiley faces as they proudly sat with a notebook on their tables.

The realisation that today, for the first time in his life, Taehyung will have no work to present to his teacher dawned upon him and to say that he panicked would be an understatement.

He had no idea what to do in the homework since he did not even study the chapter at home. How was he supposed to do it now?

He looked at Han to his right only to see the boy immersed in some maths workbook. Seriously?

"Han!" He screamed in a low voice but he did not budge. Taehyung threw a rolled up paper ball at his head (he did not miss) but Han was still in his own world.

Before Taehyung could do anything else, the teacher walked right into the class, looking happy for some reason. That was weird. The whole class together tilted their head in confusion. Seo Seohwa was never one to smile; it was always a poker face and even if she did have any other emotion on her face there is no way it would not resemble annoyance or madness. So seeing her walk in with light fairy steps in contrary to her usual gangster walk with a smile on her slightly pink face, the students could feel themselves needing the mental hospital. No way what they were seeing was real. All of them believed that they were stricken with hallucinations.

"Good morning class!" She cheered, and placed her books down onto the table, scanning the classroom to see everyone still seated.

"Well?" She said, looking at them with a questioning gaze but the friendly look on her face did not falter.

The class president, who was Hyun-jae, then stood up and instructed the whole class to bow their head and greet their teacher. The students were still in a confused daze but Hyun-jae's military voice was impossible to ignore. This is probably why he was made Class President.

Taehyung, on the other hand, felt a new ray of hope rising in his heart. If his teacher was in a good mood she might excuse him for not doing his homework.

"Okay! Before we start the class, submit your works please." She said, preparing her materials for teaching. With a reassured smile on his face, Taehyung stood up and told the teacher that he had forgotten to do his work, ready to sit back down after being excused for it.

Wrong.

"And why are you smiling while saying that? Why are you even telling that to me? You know the rules, if you don't do as I say you are to get out of my classroom and kneel outside with your hands in the air. Don't look at me now and get out. Honestly, I did not think you'd do such a thing Taehyung. This wasn't expected from you."
And Ms.Seo was back to being sour. Taehyung had risen himself up in the ranks of losers with the stunt he just pulled.

Most of the students glared at Taehyung, looking disheartened at Ms.Seo's annoyed face while Taehyung walked out of the classroom with his heads down in shame.

"Congratulations fucker." One of the guys spat out, kicking Taehyung's shin from underneath the table. The latter stumbled, hitting his hip against the sides of another table in the process of protecting himself.

"What are you doing there Taehyung? Are you drunk? What's all that stumbling for? Get out of the class quick. I do not want slackers attending my lectures."

Oh boy. Ms.Seo was mad as fuck. Taehyung hurried out of the classroom, wincing inside at the pain. He got out and knelt in shame, hands slowly raising up in the air. Not once did he raise his head throughout the whole period, thinking about all this humiliation over and over until tear started forming in his eyes.