"what?" i furrowed. "when will we talk about it then?"
he.. ignores me as he was focused on organizing the book.
"why did you kiss me then?" i shouted.
"be quiet, jiyeon. other teachers and student will hear you." he mumbles.
"so the kiss holds no significance to you? you just kiss me.. just to kiss? you didn't have any feelings? why did you need to prove that you didn't regret kissing me on the cheeks by kissing me on the lips?" i yelled, as he turns around tears started to flow down my cheeks.
he comes to me as he lowers himself down.
he sighs.
"the kiss hold significance to me. it means a lot to me." he speaks. "because i'm your teacher, i'm having hard time trying to decide what's right and what's wrong."
he moves his hands up to my cheeks, wiping my tears off.
"but even though i'm your teacher, i admit that.." he looks down to his feet, then up to my face and smiles sadly. "that, I love you."
(Prepare your heart to see Mr. Jung!)
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