Seonsaengnim (A Jimin Fanfic Series)

Part 3

After what happened last night, looking Mr. Park in the eyes was difficult, maybe even impossible, because all you could see when you glanced his way were the things that went on in your dream, and you wouldn't dare speak of it to anyone, not even to Tammy. You decided to come into class late today because you feared feeling too awkward with yourself. On top of having skipped morning tutoring all together and walking in around 10 minutes after the bell, the whole class glued their eyes to your face as you walked through the door during a presentation. Mr. Park lowered his glasses after he paused his speech for a moment, searching your hand for any sign of an excuse note. "Miss Y/N, where have you been? You're about 15 minutes late." You took your phone out from your pocket and checked the time, almost sweating through your school uniform while all the attention was placed on you. "I'm actually only 10 minutes late, sir. I was held back in the office. [Which you lied about] It won't happen again." At the mention of the office, the entire class stirred with comments like "oooOOO" and "She's in troubleee.."

You simply rolled your eyes and seated yourself, for the embarrassment had already made you prone to being irritated. After the power point finished and Mr. Park had instructed everyone on the apparent second assignment, he passed out a sheet to everyone and sat back down at his desk, but this time he was on his phone. It seemed strange for you to see him on his phone, because it made him appear like a student; A really well dressed and handsome student at that. As usual, everyone in the room was quiet at first and Mr. Park hadn't needed to remind them to keep their voices down, but since he wasn't imputing grades this time around, he was a bit more lenient with them when they begun to act out again. However, that wasn't a good thing for you. Seeming as if you were being swallowed whole by the class's loud chatter, you had no other choice but to ask to work outside. You took the assignment which was about 1/3 complete with you up to Mr. Park's desk to ask, and before you could even say anything to him, he looked up from his phone with both eyebrows raised, giving him a friendly appearance. 

"Yes miss Y/N?" He asked, never breaking eye contact with you, which made you feel uneasy yet again. You had to raise your voice in order for him to hear you, "Can I please work outside? It's too loud in here." He raised a finger up to you as if saying 'wait a second,' and pulled out a sticky note from the drawer of his desk. Using the pen from his lanyard, he scribbled down a few things and then handed you the small paper. "Just in case someone wants to ask you why you're out there. You know how those hall monitors are." His name was written in beautiful cursive, which wasn't a surprise because you already knew he had amazing handwriting, but the unexpected part was the little heart at the end of his name. You nodded at him with a smile and a slightly furrowed brow in sarcastic confusion, and he winked at you again before you exited the classroom. Once you were seated and leaned against the wall outside of the room, you buried your burning red face into your hands because of the small gesture he did, which you didn't know how to react to in the moment so you just shyly blushed and walked away. How could he do this to me??! Why does he keep winking? Is that normal for him?? 

After a few more moments of freaking out, you started on your worksheet and got it done in only five minutes. It was easy material, but there was no way you could've focused in that classroom, and being out in this cold hallway was a much better alternative than being in there. Because you didn't want to go back in, you sat there on your phone to pass the time, telling Tammy all about how Mr. Park winked at you. She replied back in less than a minute, enthusiastic as ever about it. But just as you were about to reply back, the door to the classroom opened and startled you with the sudden loud boom of noise from the inside. You looked up at the doorway and Mr. Park stood there holding a paper. Unfortunately, you forgot to cover your red cheeks, so he most likely noticed them right off the bat. "Here, you forgot to grab the first assignment before you left," he said, leaning down and handing you the other sheet. "Can I have that one to grade?" He gestured toward the completed one sitting on the floor next to you. You nodded and gave it to him, avoiding eye contact, then immediately went to work on the first assignment. Though he had no reason to do so, he continued standing in the doorway of the classroom, looking down at you, and you couldn't concentrate on the questions because of it. "M-Mr. Park? Do you.. need anything else?" You asked hesitantly, your shy eyes finally looking up into his soft gaze.