My High School Teacher || Woo Do Hwan

chapter 13

Few high school students were playing at the park, throwing paper balls at each other.

Because my tummy was so full from the three bowls of teokkbokki I shoved into my mouth, I decided to take a seat on the park bench.

The ball was accidently thrown at me by a brown-haired boy with bunny smiles. He quickly approached me and apologized profusely.

I don't usually talk to strangers but, i can't help it but to giggle and gave him a smile.

"The ball is made of paper, I'm fine," I said, giving him a warm grin and patting his shoulder, signaling that he should rejoin his buddies.

"yah, Jungkook-ah! You suck at playing games!" a black haired guy yelled from a distance for his friend to hear.

oh, so his name is Jungkook.

The black-haired man appears to be shorter than Jungkook, but he has a more mature appearance. Looking down, an exasperated sigh from his lips, and a melancholy expression emerged on his face.

He took a quick peek at the ball he was holding before hurling it across the black-haired man with folded arms.

"All right, I'll treat you this time! You pervert Jimin!" he yelled back, his expression furious.

The black haired guy or should i say Jimin, smirked.

"you should treat us this time, buddy! I've been treating you samgyeopsal for almost 2 years now!"

oh gosh, my stupid ass thought Jungkook was being bullied by this short little guy.

Jungkook let out a disgruntled groan before dragging his feet towards his pals. On the other hand, I was uncomfortable and chose to leave right away.

Do Hwan's pov

A tear welled up in my eye and ran down my cheek to my jaw. Sweat was flowing down my cheeks and covering my forehead. With a sneer on her lips, a towering figure exited the room.

"You should celebrate because your girlfriend saved you; nevertheless, you already know what I'll do if that happens again."

Her statements just before she departed make me even more afraid. I acknowledge that I am a strong man to everyone around me, but when it comes to my sister, I am at a loss for words.

A friend of mine ages ago almost died from saving me.

6 years ago*

"just hold on!" i yelled. He gripped on to my arm, crying as he felt terrified. His fingertips began to feel cold.

Behind me, I heard an ugly chuckle as she clapped her hands together. She took one step at a time, humming a melody. As she took a stride, the clicking of her heels could be heard, and she continued to hum her favorite song.

My friend began to shiver in fear, closing his eyes shut and hoping to survive.

"Just hold on, tighten my arm," I said quietly, only to receive with a hesitant nod.

"Let him go, Do Hwan. He'll die anyway," a sarcastically caressing fingertips stroked against my waist.

A huge smirk grew her lips as she looked at my friend, struggling.

"Fine, I'll assist your pal," she said, causing me to furrow my brows. Knowing that she would help me, my heart began to race.

"But!" she said, her hand tightening around my waist. My lips betrayed a little gasp.

"You, Dave, leave my brother alone and stop obstructing my path, please! " She rolled her eyes at my friend, irritated.

She carefully shifted her weight away from my waist and onto Dave's arm. She yanked on his arm with great force. When Dave was able to reach the railings, he seized the opportunity to grasp hold of them. He started to take deep breaths, relieved that he hadn't truly fallen.