Thorn Year (가시연) (ENG)

(천애둔략) Reduced Horizons: Prequel - CHAPTER 9

We were in the same class when we reached the 3rd year of school.

At the end of 2nd year, I continued to be ranked at the top of the class, and had successfully became the student councilor. I used my reputation to be in the same class as him. "That kid Jaejoong, he was of no use to you, why would you want to be in the same class as him?

Pssssshhh..." I could only smile awkwardly with regards to what the principal said. This year, I was able to let him stay by my side and I had secretly decided to put my heart into improving his grades.

After getting Jaejoong's family members consent, he started having tuition at my house. Even though they did not agree to it immediately, they still gave it a try and entrusted the responsibilities to me after seeing Jaejoong's degrading grades. Being a member of the parliament, his father did not seem to like his son to bring shame to his name. I remembered the expression of Jaejoong when he refused to go home, bursting into convulsive sobs at my house, and he cried for the entire night. The only person this kid could depend on right now was me. We had been dating for more than two years, not only did we stayed together everyday, but also came to an understanding that my existence was necessary for that kid.

Our tuition teacher was a noona who was older than us by 3 years.

We were now studying one of his weakest subject – Mathematics, and Jaejoong asked her a question out of a sudden.

"Sonsaeng-nim, our Yunho is handsome right?" Jaejoong's voice held a trace of humor. Noona was not impressed by this joke; she used a pen and knocked onto his forehead.

Jaejoong then nibbled the top of his pencil while looking at noona filled with curiosity. Later on, he even threatened noona that he would refuse to continue the remedial lessons if she did not answer his question now. As expected, this was what Jaejoong would say.

"Yes, yes, he is very handsome. Now, can you continue doing your work?" "Don't say it in this manner, be slightly serious about it."

"Jung Yunho, you are really handsome; is this fine now?"

"In this way... Sonsaeng-nim, do you have the urge to kiss or touch him when you see his face?"

There was not enough time for me to stop him. Noona was given quite a shock, and took turns to look at Jaejoong and me. That kid was not bothered; his eyes were opened largely, asking in a solemn way, it appeared that he really wanted to know the answer. Seeing that noona did not response to his previous question, Jaejoong presumed that the answer was 'No' and continued discontentedly.

"It seemed that I was the only one reacting this way... Just by looking at his face, I would want to kiss and touch him, and sometimes my body would even tremble all over. Thus, I am making great efforts not to look at him, because sonsaeng-nim is around and I can't do anything..."

What a regretful tone. In spite that you did not like remedial lessons, it was still wrong to behave like that, are you using this way to chase sonsaeng-nim away?

It might be because of the awkward atmosphere, noona uttered that she had to go to the washroom and went out of the room. The living room table left just the two of us sitting opposite each other. "Hehe." His giggles sound just like a devil, there was really no way to stop him. I pretended to be angry; of course I was not expecting it to bother Kim Jaejoong.

"Why? What I said was true, I only need to look at your face, and I would lose my control. Since you are standing now, take off your pants then."

"Do you have to say this to noona just now?"

"Why are you calling her noona? I'm calling her sonsaeng-nim." "I'm not talking about this now."

There was a difference in the topic we were talking about, thus we stopped talking for a moment. Jaejoong used his hands to support his chin, extended his lips asking for a kiss. In ordinary circumstances, I did not want to comply, because once I started, there would be no ways to stop. Not to mention that I would not know when noona would come back, I was distracted by my own thoughts until I felt something cold on my forehead. He looked as if he wanted to eat me alive. He glared at me and told me to sit properly. Afterwards, he went back to his sit. Even though I felt rather weird, I could not do anything about it, therefore I continued to do my assessments. Still, I knew that I could not let my guard down.