A Wind Of Change [1] || EXO ✓

026: Godmother Fairy

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Thirty minutes had passed.

Hazel glanced at the wall clock and rested her chin on the desk, sighing in tiredness in her deserted classroom. It was today that she needed Mr. Oh the most. The day had been rough with gloominess surrounding her after all the chaos Kai had created. All she wanted to do right now was to see Mr. Oh, who in her mind, was the sole person she could rely upon for comfort and advice. He always provided advice and she loved hearing it from him. But surprisingly enough, he hadn't turn up yet.

"Hazel, today the teachers have a meeting with the principal." Chanyeol said, walking into the classroom.

She looked up with her chin resting on the desk.

"Just bunk tuitions today. Mr. Sehun would probably take a long time to come. You can give valid excuse this time. Come on, let's go," he said grabbing her wrist.

"No Yeollie, I'll wait for him to come," she said retracting her hand from his grasp and buried her head in her arms.

"You're going to wait? Even if he doesn't come, you'll sit here waiting?" Chanyeol questioned with his voice becoming louder while asking the second question. He wanted to spend more time with her and she appeared to disregard his presence. Somehow, he began to sense her unhealthy dependancy on Mr. Oh.

Baffled by his sudden change of behaviour, she lifted her head and glanced at him. Grave silence filled the air. He inched backwards and leaned against the wall with crossed arms and asked, "Coming or not?" Annoyance was written all over his face.

Although she found it saddening to see him get angry, she just didn't want to join him today. Not now. She cocked her head breaking away from his eye contact, expressing a clear no.

"Aww, look at the princess waiting for her prince," he mocked in a tone that made her mad.

"Stop acting like a douche! I've come to play with you many a times. Can't you just spare me for today?"

"Fine. Enjoy your time with Mr. Sehun or should I say, Prince," he scorned, showing a thumbs up and sprinted towards the doorway.

"And yes!" he stopped and turned back to look at her, "I'm very eager to see how well you're going to score in the coming exam after all the tuition classes with Mister Oh Sehun." He smirked mockingly and banged the classroom door with anger before leaving.

"Yes yes, sure thing. Let's see," she shouted back.

The wind blew from the window, ruffling her brown hair. She took out a notebook from her backpack. "Man, what's wrong with Channie nowadays," she muttered to herself and laid her head on the desk. Turning to the last page, she penned down her emotions in the form of a poetry.

Mr. Oh was probably the only light of hope in her gloomy day, she thought. Unbothered of what others might think, to her, Mr. Oh was a significant figure who comforted on a transcendental level.