23. Youth

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The teachers lounge was quiet as always and you listened to Miso talk about her weekend. When she finally finished her story of flirting with some shop owner, she turned towards you.

"Did you finally do it?"

"Miso shut up" you hissed and covered her mouth since she seemed ready to continue her question. "I'll type it up for you"

You grabbed your phone and pretended to send a text but you were just typing up the events of Friday night to her.

"Oh my god" her eyes widened when she read it "Yas girl I knew it'd be good"

"It was better then good" you whispered to Miso who was literally ecstatic with excitement 

"Totally saw the oppa kink coming"

"He's such a tease though" you groaned at the memory "I hate him"

"Mmm please that's great" she nudged your shoulder and you rolled your eyes at her

"Hey why isn't the teachers restroom working?"

"I have no clue" Miso commented since she noticed you were getting up "If you need to use the bathroom, go to the one down the hall"

"Yeah I will" you nodded and headed for your journey to the regular bathroom. Good God who knew what that looked like. You'd maybe entered the students bathroom once or twice but it was just so...not adult. 

Now I sound like a true granny. 

The fact students didn't like using them was enough. Now here you were, entering the abandoned bathroom. Or so you thought. The stall door was opened and you heard some sort of coughing which led you to rush.

"Hello- Jesus Christ" 

The girl was evidently throwing up into the toilet and there was medication on the side of the floor you couldn't identify. 

"What's going on?" you knelt down and she turned her head towards you, letting her hair fall out from her hands

"Who are you?" it took her a little while to realize that you were a teacher. She was about fifteen you would say, so you didn't know her, neither did she know you. After her realization she grabbed her bag and got up, trying to run away but you grabbed her shoulders quick enough and held her back. "Let me go!"

"No!" you gripped her arm and turned her around so she was facing you, her expression full of guilt "Do you want to explain this to me, or are we going to the principle?"

"Please don't tell anyone" she looked up at you and tears started rolling down her cheeks.

Yes, she was fifteen like you suspected. And the reason she was throwing up was because of her diet. Yes, at fifteen she was dieting. She had "eaten too much" and she had to "make up for eating so much food". You tried, but she was yet another of many Korean girls brain-washed by the beauty standards. You tried telling her she was beautiful as is, she truly had a great weight and looked perfectly fine, but no, she didn't listen. You even told her that it could lead to health issues, but she didn't listen. You stood behind her, still speaking and passionately trying to explain the insanity those diets were, but she just washed her face and shook her head. 

"Taeha, I will tell your parents"

"Go ahead, all the girls diet, my mom diets with me"

"God" you rubbed your temples, not believing how far this was going "No no, you're not going anywhere"

Of course she'd try leaving again, but you stood at the door, blocking her. 

"Just like" she rolled her eyes "Let me get to my class"

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