My Supernatural Crush (JiYoo fanfic)

14. NO!

WARNING: harassment, violence, blood and gore!

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After the holidays, Yoohyeon gets up early. She has a bunch of classes to attend today, such as AI, databases, informatiom systems...and math. Yes, after what Yoohyeon witnessed a couple days ago, math is going to be kind of awkward. But what choice does she have?

And after all of her classes end, she needs to find Jiu in order to get some answers out of her. She has to know where their relationship stands. With that thought, Yoohyeon quickly gets ready and rushes out of the dorm building.

She reaches the classroom about five minutes before the class starts. Mr. Takayama is already sitting behind his desk, tapping his foot as he waits for the class to start. He glances her way when she enters, so she politely smiles and nods in greeting.

He smiles back, but Yoohyeon finds something about his smile unsettling. She cannot figure out what, though. So she just saves that though for another time, and sits down at her usual station, somehwere in the middle of the classroom. It is just a normal math class, there is no reason to worry.

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The bell is already ringing, time seemed to just fly by. Yoohyeon puts her pencil case and books in her bag, then makes her way to the door.

"Yoohyeon ssi, I would like to have a word." She hears mr. Takayama's voice from behind her, and freaks out. What could he possibly want? She cannot recall doing anything strange or disrespectful.

"Y-yes, mister Takayama?"

He ignores her for a couple moments, playing with the pencils on his desk, then, as the rest of the students clear out of the classroom, he stands up, and walks towards her.

She takes a deep breath, standing in place, although her instincts are for some reason telling her to take a step back.

"I must say, I am impressed with your performance during my classes. You find your way around my subject very well."

"Thank you for the compliment, mister Takayama. I always try my best," Yoohyeon chuckles lightly, trying to make herself feel less awkward.

"Always, hm? That includes now, too, then."

He steps closer, so Yoohyeon can feel his breath on her face. He reaches out with his hand, running it down her silky hair.

"M-mister Takayama, stop, please. This is not what I am here for," Yoohyeon says resolutely, although fear is settling in her bones.

"Why not? I promise, I don't bite." He laughs and makes a bite motion, as if to mock her.

"Please, mister Takayama, step away from me."

"What if I don't want to, Yoo?"

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"The answer is 113,2017."

"Correct, as expected of you, Jiu ssi." Her professor nods in approval. Jiu has solved both assigned problems by now, while most of her classmates were still working on the first one.

She smiles at her professor gratefully, but then she hears something very odd. Something that makes her blood boil.

"Please, mister Takayama, step away from me."

"What if I don't want to, Yoo?"

She carelessly throws her things into her bag and rushes to the front of the classroom, excusing herself due to some 'terrible womenly pains'. Her professor really is the best, she gives her a sympathetic look and nods, telling her to rest well.