Flower Boy Mute

Chapter 3: New School

Then when the class starts, she sends Min Choo to the school and then she walked to her new school, opposite direction to Min Choo’s school. But she doesn’t mind, because she has grown to like walking and watching the rice fields. Min Choo told Yui that he had left his lunch box at home. She knew that Min Choo’s break is only for thirty minutes and his school is farther than hers. So, she decided to just giver her lunch box to him and she’ll just get his during break time. When she arrived in the school, the strict teacher said, “Okay for now, I’ll excuse you for being late since you are a transferee and you still don’t know the punctuality policy here, but if you ever repeat this again, I will not let it pass understood?” the teacher raised her eyebrows at her as if looking down on here. She stood up as if to protest, but she stopped midway, and bowed down and said “Don’t worry teacher, it won’t happen again.” She knew for some unknown reason that that teacher hates her, because she also doesn’t like the teacher.

During recess time, someone from the other class came to their classroom and introduced himself to Yui. “Just like I expected, you’ve got that citygirl air. You must be transfer student, “the guy airily said with unmatched eyes, I mean floating eyes. She politely answered, “Yes, but right now – “He interrupted, “Oh, yes, you’d need time to tour around the campus, then I’ll be your guide for now,” he led her to the column of rooms and the vegetable garden outside and then the field and the basketball court. She tried removing his hands from her shoulders; but then his grip tightened. “And if you need any help, just call my name and I’ll be there for you,” he said with flying kiss. Eew. Gross.

“Thank you but, I think we are almost late for the next class,” she said and then hurried before he’d grab her again. But it was too late, ”What was your name again?” he asked. Woah. He’s not only proud but airhead too. “It’s Yui. And I’m late for the next class,” she said removing his hands. He grabbed again. “You too,” Yui sternly said for the last time.

“Oh, It’s Miss Byul. I thought you said it won’t happen again, but look at you. What are you still doing in the hallways?” the strict teacher patted her head. The airhead guy slipped and walked away. What? He’ll be in really big trouble the next time we meet. She was not able to get the lunch box. Now, this stomach will really growl in the next few hours.

Then, they had their Physical Education basics. While changing, she was locked up. “Don’t ever mess with Jang Soo-oppa or you will have to face us,” some girls echoed in the changing room. They sounded as if they wanted to give off that frightening air, but they are just girls who are madly in love with this airhead, and now, she was dragged into their unrequited love for the airhead.

Minutes later, she crawled down the narrow are between the ground and the door. Heh. That was easy. But when she came back to the field, everyone was watching her, including their PE teacher. She really didn’t think badly about that PE teacher, but it seems some bad rumors are spread to all teachers by that strict teacher about her. Let’s see where that bad character will take you. Just so you know, I don’t easily bend to anyone.

She was told to run 5 laps more than the rest. Ten laps? Of course she can take even a hundred more laps. But this time, it doesn’t seem so. She had not eaten her power lunch. Let’s see what will happen.

She almost finished her third lap, when she suddenly collapsed. She was brought to the infirmary by her classmates. She stayed there for two hours. When she waked up, it was already dismissal time. “You see young miss. You should have not gone to that extent if you want to have diet. If you want, I would like to give you a brochure of my diet plan,” the doctor told her. What’s wrong with this doctor? Instead of giving me a brochure, he should have fed me with something. “Thank you very much Dr.  …Park… Bo,” she said sincerely, while looking at the name plate attached to the doctor’s lab gown. “Oh, never mind, but here’s the pamphlet and the brochure and if you want a sample diet drink here,” the doctor handed him a paper bag. This doctor is funny. Coming from the city doesn’t mean I came from a rich family. “I’ll be going now then,” she said. She slowly went out.