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3rd Person Point Of View

Ms. Maeng and Mr. Kang walked up the stair of the school and unhooked Ji-Na from her sister, Young-Mi. Mr. Kang stepped up to the principal and Mr. Sang scoffed annoyed, "Why are here? You aren't a teacher anymore."

"It's all over. Stop it." Mr. Kang said. Young Mi looked down to his hand and smiled to herself noticing he held on to Ms. Maeng.

Their old teacher growled, "The hidden camera video from your office has already been leaked, and the Board of Education is investigating everything!" The students eyes at their teacher, the had never seen Ms. Maeng raise her voice.

"What are you talking about? It's all fabricated." The principal tried to deny it by calling it a farce.

Young-Mi scoffed and shook her head at his hard head, "The evidence I have is enough to get you detained." The principal angered snapped at the old gym teacher and tried to walk around the two adults. Mr. Kang blocked his way and Mr. Sang yelled at him frustrated, his hand up ready to strike.

Done with his behavior, Mr. Kang grabbed the old mans arm and flipped him over on his back. "Don't mess with our kids!" Sirens rang loudly as they approached the school.

Slowly, Mr. Sang stood up, his false hair pushed to the side. He turned to look at the kids responsible for the video going out. Ro-bin began laughing as he made eye contact with the now obvious bald man. Two police officers walked up to him and held down his arms taking him to the car and shutting the door, ignoring his please and excuses.

Soon after Soo-Ji's mom was escorted out and taken to the same car. She began to scream at the principal while he did the same at her. Young-Mi held her stomach from laughing at the old people argue. The students were taken back to class, there was a ruckus since their wasn't a teacher in the room.

"Guys our school in on the news!" Young-Mi turned in her seat hearing one of her classmates. One of the students sitting at the front turned on the class TV and switched to the news. The lady speaking to the camera explained who the woman and man behind her were, Mr. Sang and Soo-Ji's mom. Behind her, the two were being escorted into the police station. 

On another clip they showed our schools cafeteria, the coolers where the meats were stored popped up on the TV. Police men opened the fridges and checked everything. Mr. Kang was then talking into the lady's microphone about the things principal did to the school, and the students lunches.

Soo-Ji lowered her head in guilt.  Students, one by one stood up and surrounded the girls desk. They began to attack the girl, Soo-Ji denied the woman saying she wasn't her mother, only looked like her. She explained the lunch had affected her too, why would she eat it if she knew she would get sick. Her two friends even took the class side, Soo-Ji scoffed feeling betrayed. 

Young-Mi shook her head disappointed, she stood up and crossed her arms, "Her parents are to blame." Bo-Ra sighed and asking her friend if she was seriously going to take the mean girls side.

Standing up, Soo-Ji grabbed her bag and left, sniffling softly as she marched out of the class. "I feel like Soo-Ji had nothing to do with this though." Young-Mi nodded, agreeing with her sister.

"She deserves it for all that she's done in the past," Bo-Ra replied. Shin-Ae changed the subject as Ms. Maeng walked into the room slowly. There was a smile on every student as they watched their teacher enter the room. Class began, Ms. Maeng not missing a second to teach her kids math.

Later that day, Young-Mi and Ro-bin sat across each other at a table in Sun-Hee's cafe. "I'm glad Ms. Maeng is back. When she walked into the room, the kids all clapped, and I almost cried." She rested her chin on the back of her hand, her elbow propped on the side of her plate, and crossed her legs under the table thinking, "I think Jae-Yi is really cool. He figured out the password to the hidden camera video, which basically solved everything. He's pretty amazing, now that I think about it." 

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