Mr. Byun

6

I make my way to the detention room as soon as the last period ends, and I see an unbothered Kyungsoo with his head down all the way in the back desk... nothing out of the ordinary. With a smirk, I strut to where he is. Money is money and I'm doing my job. 

"Afternoon shortie." I place my foot on a nearby chair and lean over hoping Kyungsoo will give at least a glance. He doesn't. By this point, I can't help but sigh out loud and get frustrated with the younger man. How rude is he? I open my mouth to scold him on respecting elders when Mr. Byun walks in with that irresistible grin of his and places his leather bag on the desk. He looks up, meeting my eyes. 

"Mr. Park, stop bullying your classmates." Mr. Byun's voice was loud and commanding, but the smile he was wearing suggested he was merely joking. 

Even though I had seen Baekhyun an hour prior, when he walked into the detention room my heart couldn't help but leap, "Me!?" I stand up and distance myself away from the unmoving Kyungsoo. Perhaps he was sleeping... "I would never bully anyone. I'm a saint." 

"Tell it to a judge. Now find a seat while I take role-call." Mr. Byun laughs harmoniously, and I can't help but smile at the sound. What is freaking wrong with me? His chuckles flood into my ears, straight to my heart where it speeds up faster by the second. 

Why is this happening? I question while gripping my chest. Why is it always when Mr. Byun is around? Did I... Am I... actually attracted to my science teacher? It's been so long since I've had a crush the feeling is so odd a-and- I look at Mr. Byun again, No. No way.

Seeing as I don't know anyone else here... besides the unbreakable emo boy in the back, I pick the seat beside the man of the hour. My heart isn't pounding. See? No crush. It wasn't until he was finished his attendance when he finally sits down, and I glance at him in awe when he leans back and places his feet on the desk. 

"Are you allowed to do that?" It's the first time I've seen any teacher at this 'highly prestigious' school do anything remotely rebel like. 

Mr. Byun looks around. "No one is stopping me right?" His question is followed by a charming grin. "Besides, I clean the desk afterward, it's not fair to the janitors." 

I shake my head in disappointment. Guess he's not that much of a rebel after all.

Detention turns out to be an hour of internal breakdowns. Do I or don't I like Baekhyun? 

I don't. 

I can't. 

I'm not gay... Though, it's not a crime to observe the physical beauty of another human being. Exactly. With a satisfied smile, I nod to myself. That's it! Mr. Byun is simply beautiful. Not to mention cute, like a little puppy he is with a small angelic voice. I will bet anything he's a brilliant singer as well. He may be older, but I am taller and cooler. For a man like him to be teaching so young means he's a nerd, and I don't usually single myself in with nerds. 

"Chanyeol, are you okay?"

 I blink to see the teacher's face mere inches from mine. Suddenly, I forget how to breathe... why is he? The concern etched in his browns somehow made him look younger, and his lips. Oh my God, his plump fucking lips. 

I fall out of my chair quickly and scramble back. "Am I okay?" 

He nods. "Detention's over... I called you but you were just staring into space." 

"I'm perfectly fine." I clutch my chest for the second time today. Damn the hell is happening? I get off the ground and hold my hands out to balance myself.  "I'm sure. I'm fine." 

"...Okay, well. I'll get going first okay?" 

I've known him for literally 4 days... Maybe I'm just- 

I find it hard to come up with excuses, but I know liking him isn't it. That's too bizarre and too foreign. I'll never actually fall for him, so for now, I'll keep this to myself. I grab my bag from the desk it was residing on and leave the school pondering if there's possibly any way to get rid of this unwanted feeling. 

The hallways, for the most part, are empty and the air condition swirls around me. Why is this school so cold anyway? I should definitely talk to Mr. Wang about this, maybe he can get his old man to lower the temperature a bit. 

I finally exit the massive building through the back where the bike rack lay. My plain-looking ride just sits there looking extremely lonely, and for only a second I relate with it. I can feel myself getting tired the more I walk until I notice a black car across the street. 

Mr. Byun was beside the car, and raise to hand my hand to wave until I realize he's s little preoccupied. His body was pressed against the trunk, and there was someone hovering over him. A taller man with brightly colored hair. Pink hair. The man's hair was pink. But backtrack for a second. BAEKHYUN WAS KISSING A MAN!? The kiss looks pretty heated from where I'm standing. 

The mystery man's hands were on cheeks and waist pulling him closer until my science teacher pushed him off. Then he looked down with a shy smile. 

What the literal hell!? 

The man touches Mr. Byun's chin and helps him to the passenger seat as if he couldn't help himself. Tch, did no one just see what I saw!? I look around and sure enough, the back of the school contained just me. My blood couldn't help but boil, and suddenly I'm seeing red. 

Who do you all think the boyfriend is? Also I'm bopping to Baek's second album rn.