exodus | sehun

13

yesterday i was almost furious to hear the roaring engine of his car as he pulled out of the parking spot and zoomed away.

now i sit in the very front of the class, my eyes fixated on him while everyone else is scribbling down answers, hoping to finish the test in time.

i can tell that he is avoiding eye contact, his dark orbs observing the book set in front of him on his desk.

that only makes me more eager to catch his attention.

"times up! hand your tests down to the first row"
he speaks loudly, his voice breaking the silence that had filled the room for the past thirty minutes and everyone including me immediately jump in surprise.

i sit back in my chair, one hand extended back to snatch other students' papers from them. stacking them up in front of me, i still manage to keep my focus on mr. Oh.

"front row students, set the papers on my desk before leaving. class dismissed"
he announces before spinning around on his heels to face the whiteboard. he proceeds to erase the bold word 'test', leaving the board crystal clear.

obeying him, me and two other students get up and walk towards his desk while everyone else pack their bags with hurry to get out.

intentionally, i take my time to walk towards his wooden desk, waiting for everyone to leave so that the two of us can be alone.

i catch mr. Oh glance over at me, immediately realizing that i saw him stealing looks at me so he drops his head and walks towards his chair.

taking his seat with a long sigh, he patiently waits as we all set the papers down in a stack.

all along, my eyes are fixated on him, my heart literally beating out of my chest as i get to observe his flawless face up close.

as soon as the last few students hop out of the class, i heave a sigh of relieve and lean down only to place my elbows on the hard surface of his desk.

looking slightly confused and frustrated, mr. Oh shifts in his seat, biting down on his lower lip as if he is trying to stop himself from speaking.

"listen student, you need to stop looking at me inappropriately during class"
he heaves a sigh and pinches the space between his eyes out of frustration.

"so you give me permission to look at you inappropriately outside of class?"
i flash him a look filled with excitement.

"you're such a hard person to deal with"
he mumbles under his breath, his voice laced with pure frustration and impatience.

"i finished my test and i got bored"
i ignore his last statement and let out a laugh, resting my chin on the palms of my hands, our eyes perfectly alined.

i earn a sarcastic chuckle in return, and watch as he reaches for the stack of filled out test papers and digs around to find mine.

slightly intimidated by his actions, i swallow the growing lump in my throats and observe as his eyes scan my paper, a frown forming on his sculpted face.

"the only thing you filled out is your name"
he almost hisses, slamming his free hand down his desk, causing me to slightly jump.

as soon as a smirk creeps on to my lips, the anger in his eyes disappear, immediately being replaced by desire and confusion.

why are you fighting the temptations mr. Oh?