Angel on Earth

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Minho's POV

I made my way to the Neko Heaven cafe and to the bar. It was a long day and I needed rest. Who'd know working with kids can be so tiring? I mean, I like my job, don't get me wrong. My homeroom class 8A are real angels and they always cheer me up. But apart from them, I do teach music and PE for all the 8 to 9 grades, A to B classes, so a lot. 

My current problem lies in the girl's PE class. Those girls are so freaking lazy, they hate the PE and bailout of everything I bring. I just can't make them enthusiastic enough and I really do not know what to do next. 

"What would it be?" a brown-haired female asked me. "Just plain black coffee." I said scrolling through the browser on my phone. Nothing... I already tried all the advice that was written there... A small girl from the opposite table kept staring at me so I smiled at her and waved. I'm used to stares and even not really nice comments sometimes. Being Asian in Mallorca is like being white in central Africa. You stick out. 

I finished my coffee and paid. "Take this. I promised my friend I spread them out." the waitress handed me a flier. I nodded and took it before I made my way out of the place to my car. I sat down and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. Then I looked at the flier on the side seat. Stables? Horse riding? Well, I haven't tried that yet... maybe that won't be a bad idea to bring kids there. I start with the class tomorrow, 8th-grade girls. Maybe... this will work after all...

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