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You felt a light pat on your shoulders and turned to look who it was.
"Don't touch me!" You warned. Kijeong looked at me with amusement. "Why?" He asked. "Because I hate boys, I despise them," You looked at him sternly, and walked away.
Yeah, you guess you could just say that it was just an excuse to avoid Kijeong, but no. You reallly do hate boys. Satrting from when I was a kid, you were bullied by boys. Girls were the one who helped you out. Now, you're working at an all-boys high school as a composer.
Why did you end up at such a bad place? Well, your father is the principal and he wanted to cure that hatred out of you. You couldn't just say no, working at a school populated by all boy was less scarier than seeing your father mad.
Then again, why composer? Because this is a school, not only for academics, but also for talents and arts.
There are 4 categories; singing and dancing, band, and arts. You were the teacher for singing, but still a student, the only female student at an all-boys high school.
"Still working eh?" Seonho asked, aware of your dark mood. "Guess so, remix aren't finished yet, I still have to prepare for the students at the next class," You sighed.
The man who was talking to you is Seonho, teacher of the dancing branch, presumably your partner. You both worked together when there were contests/events held inside and outside of the school. You make the song, he makes the dance.
One more thing, you love doing remixes, you just don't know why, but you just liked it.
"Woozi ain't here?" Seonho teased. You blushed. "Naw, he has a lot of stuff to do," You whisked your hand away in front of his face.
Woozi was your favourite student, or also called as your 'Crush '. Whenever you saw him, there was this twinge of motion that made you so relaxed but nervous around him at the same time. Also, he's the only boy that made you experience this kind of feeling from all the boys you've ever met.
Even though you hated boys, Woozi was a litttllleee exception. Or probably, a lot.
"There, your students are waiting for you in the front," Seonho pointed. You saw Woozi at the corner of your eye. "Have fun," Seonho winked. You rubbed your cheeks, "Get out."
"Morning ___!" Woozi waved to you, you smiled back, hiding a scream to exit your mouth.
"Right, today you are going to present your project that was assigned from last month, where you will be singing your own composed song," You clasped your hands together.
You purposely choosed Woozi as the last, to prepare your heart that is.
When it is Woozi's turn, you prepared your phone to record him. "This is a song I made for a girl that becomes a huge challenge in my life, she's my most precious woman, she's mine, forever," Woozi proudly introduced about his song. The class gave a soaring cheer.
