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i let out a long sigh as i push open the classroom door, my eyes glued to the label on the door, reading 'detention'.

almost immediately, everyone's heads shoot up to my direction in curiosity. everyone except mr. oh, as if he has been expecting me.

his eyes stay glued to he attendance sheet laid on his desk, his eyebrows meeting as his eyes scan the paper.

"take a seat"
he points towards an empty seat, motioning me to follow his order.

i stay quiet and nod my head, avoiding eye contact with him as i walk towards my assigned seat.

as i set my empty bag down, my eyes travel around the room and i count how many students are in the classroom.

four. every single one of them look miserable and ready to leave.

i clear my throat as a smirk unconsciously creeps unto my lips and i find myself glancing over at mr. oh who is surprisingly staring right back at me.

immediately, he drops his gaze from me and faces the whiteboard, scribbling on the slippery surface.

this is going to be an entirely torturing hour.

***

for the next twenty minutes, mr. oh glances over at me now and then, his eyes piercing holes through my poker face.

i slightly shift in my seat, my eyes searching my surroundings before i slightly part my legs under my table and lick my lips.

mr. oh's travel around the room, observing every student, and once they meet mine, he halts.

he swallows the lump in his throat as his eyes trail down under my table, his body stiffening almost immediately.

my smirk grows as i part my legs even more and turn away, breaking out intense gaze.

"class dismissed"
his cold words shock me to my core and i snap my head to his direction, my eyes widened.

we still have fifteen minutes.

almost immediately, all four students push their chairs back and rush out of the class, my confused self doing the same.

with disappointment, i walk past his table, knowing that what i did didn't work on him.

as i extend my arm out towards the door and proceed to pull it, i jump back in surprise once it slams shut.

i spin around on my heels quickly, my eyes meeting mr. oh's who is just inches away from me, a smirk plastered on his face.

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