Courtesy

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Mr Park finished taking the viva of all the students and the bell rang as if on cue. all the students begun to walk out of the class and within a few minutes, i was the only one left with Mr Park.

"Ms Smith, can i call you by your name for the time being?"

"Yeah, sure Mr Park."

"Okay Rouge. Come, sit on the front desk. "

I got off my seat and picked up all of my stuff and scooted to sit on the first bench.

"So, what should we start with, Rouge?"

"Idk, from mitosis maybe.... "

"Well. So, we know that Mitosis is a process where a single cell divides into two identical daughter cells....."

Mr Park started speaking about cells and stuff on which i couldn't concentrate at all. all i could focus on was how his plump lips parted and closed oh so softly when he spoke. the way his sharp jaw line moved. the way his thighs would visibly flex every time he moved. everything about him was so appetizing. like literally appetizing. i wanted to taste him. run my tongue along his abs, down to his hip bones and further down......

"Ms Smith"

oh shit. in front of me was a Mr Park with his eyes narrowed and lips pursed in a thin line. i didn't even realize that i dazed off thinking about filthy stuff instead on focusing on Mr Park's lecture. he sacrificed his precious time to bring me to the right track and there i was sitting in the classroom with filthy and obscene things running through my mind.

"Ms Smith, you don't even show the minimum courtesy of looking at me when i am teaching you. some mannerism has to be taught to you, don't you think?"

the voice in which Mr Park spoke these words was almost four octaves lower than his original. the expression on his face was something different from anger. his eyes were narrowed and his plump lips lifted at one corner.

 Mr Park was smirking.