Forbidden Love

An Encounter

"Aigoo, Jongsuk. He is too much for me!" Jihyo whined, laying down on one of the four empty beds in the school clinic. She made sure to cover herself up to her nose by the blanket provided, thankful that these sheets were opaque enough so what's under would be invisible to the naked eye.

"Jihyo-ah, you still have a third period to teach next. Shouldn't you be in your room?" Jongsuk pointed out.

"But he's in there.. and.." She paused.

It was silent for a minute or two, none talking until the bell had already rung to signal that there was only 10 minutes left until third period started. It was only Jongsuk who was moving around, sorting out the seemingly endless bottles of medicine in the cabinet. Some were unopened, and some were two drops to empty - which he almost threw out.

When he got no continuation of the answer, he walked over to the only occupied bed in the room and slowly heard low and fast mumbles. There were pauses in between sentences of those mumbles, as if two people were debating - but only one person was debating with herself in this case.

"Jihyo-ah," he tried to call her but it did not work, so he did the most logical thing to do in this situation.

He grabbed the blanket tightly and pulled it swiftly away from the teacher.

She screamed for a quick second, trying to cover her body as if she was completely exposed.

The door to the clinic quickly, and both of them saw a sweaty Jongin. The young one looked at the doctor who had a sheet tightly clutched in his hands, and then his girlfriend whom had her hands around herself with her skirt a bit higher on her thighs than it is supposed to be, and then back to the doctor with a glare.

He spedwalk towards the bed and grabbed Jihyo's wrist, forcing her to stand up. He had dragged her out the clinic and into the hallway, they had gone to the room without a single word being spoken to each other.

Once in front of the classroom, she tried to quickly fix herself - especially her hair that might have looked too messy from the short while on the bed. She opened the door to the room and apologized to her students whom were looking pretty annoyed at her.

Jihyo immediately started the lesson plan for the day while Jongin made his way to his seat. She tried her best to avoid eye contact with him for the whole period, but she was curious. Curious to see what he was thinking, feeling. 

It was hard not to think of it right now, since she had just finished explaining the instructions to her students; who are now doing bookwoork. She had nothing to do but was left to her own thoughts and to look at her planner.

Was he annoyed? On the edge of wanting to scream angrily or simply stomping his feet because he can't say anything? What was he feeling? Her eyes had betrayed her and sneaked a peek at Jongin's seat, where her eyes met his for a second before she quickly pulled away from the stare.

There was definitely anger, mostly jealousy. But what got to Jihyo the most was not the lousy jealousy but the look of upset swimming in his normally warm, chocolate-y brown eyes. 

She got one of her hands that was originally on the table to hold herself steady and placed it on her chest and clutched her slightly aching heart.

It was just too much now. She does not have her own private time, it was either with him or one of the boys whom already feel like her boyfriends as well.

At first, the plan of having 'bodyguards' to keep her safe did not sound like a bad idea, she was actually fine since she hated being alone. But now that she could never have quiet time and is always switching walking partners in the day bugged her.