Her Teacher

Episode 1

Jennie

It was too easy. I used the same ID every time I came here, and every time they just let me in. Obviously it was fake, but if we were with Zico they didn't really care about us. Zico's family owned this bar, and therefore we were welcomed here anytime.
Sometimes his parents came to check on us, but it was rare.

The girls weren't here just yet, Jisoo and Rosé probably too caught up on each other. Irene already had a program with her family, but she planned to come. Zico waited for them outside while my job was to get a good place at the pool table.

The place was simple. Random tables around the room, in the corner, chairs in front of the counter.
And some pool tables in the back.

These programs were usually about the two couples in the group sending goofy eyes to each other while I just enjoyed their company. At least I didn't have to be at home waiting for my mother to start to drink after my brother went to sleep.

The bar was full, almost all of them older than me. I was happy to get drunk today with my friends, but my eyes landed on a woman at the counter. Definitely a woman and not a girl. Blonde hair falling onto her back in curly locks. Her hair was reaching the middle of her back, letting me see her slim waist. Her back was so straight that I started to think that maybe it hurts her to sit like that. It is about 3 minutes when I recognized her, my heart instantly jumping into my throat. Oh God!

Most of the people would call it a crush, what I had on this woman. I too thought for a long time that I only admired her. Because she was beautiful, gorgeous, and smart. But when you admire someone you don't think about them every time you have sex with someone. It's not their face what pops on your mind when you are turned on, aching for relief.

"I should not do this." I murmured under my breath, but I was already on my way to her chair. I felt my palm starting to sweat, my heart racing. I stopped next to her, acting like I didn't notice her before. I smiled at the guy behind the counter, waiting for him to give me his attention. Her eyes finally landed on me after a few minutes. I turned my head in her direction casually, acting surprised when our eyes met.

"Mrs. Manoban." I pressed a smile onto my face.

"Miss Kim." She smiled nicely. "Aren't you too young for a bar?" Her perfect back eyebrows raised as she looked at me. Something playful danced in her eyes, but it was probably from the wine she drank.

"My ID says I'm 21."

She scoffed, rolling her eyes at me while taking a sip from the red liquid in her glass.

"If you are 21, I'm 35. And I don't wanna be 35." Her thumb played with the wedding ring on her ring finger.

"My motto is that you are as old as you want to be." She gave me a side eye, not believing my lie at all.

"Then we are both 21 today." She chuckled. The bartender finally appeared in front of me. I just opened my mouth to ask him, but Mrs. Manoban spoke for me.

"She just wants water." The guy nodded, giving me a glass of cold water. I looked at her surprised, not too satisfied with the drink. "You are 18. I'm not making a big deal about the fact that you are here, but I won't let you order alcohol next to me, Miss Kim." Please never stop calling me that!

"Noted." I agreed, sipping from my glass. I wasn't sure that I was welcomed by her, but I sat down next to her. "How come that you are here?"

"I don't think that this situation is professional. At all." She smiled at me, turning to me in her chair. I wasn't sure that she noticed the way our knees touched each other, but I certainly did notice it.