Written at: 10:12 PM
Lee Hyori’s POV
“Park Yoochun, stop running around!”
I was trying to stop Micky from running around in school. It’s more like a main job now other than the class I’m suppose to teach. Although he was the only son of Headmaster Changmin, it didn’t give him the right to disturb classes.
“Park Yoochun, stop right there!”
Park Yoochun, also known as Micky. He was 17 years old and took my class for the past 4 years. It was a mandatory class and too bad I’m the only teacher teaching it. He was the single child of Shim Changmin, the Headmaster. His best friend is Kim Jaejoong and I really like him. He’s like a doll that I can hug forever! Anyways, Park Yoochun is not a troublemaker. Just a kid that runs around a lot. He moves a lot. A very energetic kid who also sleeps a lot. Although I don’t know why, his father excused him if he ever goes to sleep. He says it’s something Micky grew up with. Micky almost never wants to go to class. He wanted to relax, he says.
He’s going up the stairs. He probably wants to go to his father…
“AH!”
I was about to follow Micky through the doors… what just happened? I rubbed my head a bit more to make sure I’m ok. I see Secretary Eun Hye…
“Mianhe. Are you ok, Eun Hye?”
She looks dizzy still… I must’ve bumped into her while I was walking through the doors and she must’ve been coming down... for what? Oh right... Headmaster Changmin must be running away too.
“Miss Eun Hye, why don’t you just stay here? I’ll get Headmaster Changmin for you. Now back off students! Go to your classes!”
Micky’s POV
“Ahahahahahahaha!”
I was laughing so hard after getting out of the building. Father Changmin just sat down at one of the tables. He specifically had this all laid out around the school for situations like this. I sat across from him.
“Father Changmin, how was your day?”
It’s been so long since I called him Appa. Ever since I mastered the English language I use the words every now and then.
“Eh… same old, same old. You?
I shook my head to indicate that he doesn’t want to know. I don’t think he understood me though. He never understood me ever since Uhmma left. I miss her…
Shim Changmin, headmaster of Seoul High School, was only 35 but still young in the mind. He misses Umma at times like this, I know. I read it in his journal like LOTS OF TIMES. We would look more like brothers to a person who didn’t know about us. Uhmma was the most beautiful woman he had ever met he once wrote. She died a month later after she gave birth to me due to a car incident. It felt like I killed her… I never got over it.
“Yoochunnie!”
I turned his head at the familiar voice. But… that’s weird... I don’t see anyone…
“I’m over here, silly.”
I quickly turned the other way and saw Kim Jaejoong, my best friend, seated calmly next to me. It was only a table with 4 seats though so Jaejoong was actually between me and Father Changmin. There was a cup of tea in front of him almost immediately. He always brings his own tea set and freshly brewed tea with him wherever he goes. I always wondered how he does it… and how he finds us so easily.
Kim Jaejoong, age 17. He was specifically put in all of my classes because my father knows how close we are. He’s also the wealthiest kid in the school, son of Lee Jun Ki with 2 other male siblings. He’s popular around the school because of his feminine looks and can also cook. He forced ME to take the cooking enrichment class with him so that he can cook more. I could cook but… I don’t cook on a daily basis because well… as you can see, Jaejoong does the cooking.
“Good afternoon, Headmaster.”
“Welcome, Jaejoong.”
They both sat there, sipping the tea that Jaejoong brewed. They look so weird. Why are they always acting so formal? I wish they were more fun and less boring. It’s like they’re hiding something from me…
I’ll find out someday.
Kim Jaejoong’s POV
I finally found Yoochunnie! I just have this freshly brewed Chrysanthemum tea that he just has to try out. I added my own special ingredients to it so that it can help soothe the soul and release you from burdens. Specially made for him!
“Yoochunnie!”
I sat down in between Uncle Changmin and Yoochunnie. Oh… forgot that his new name is Micky… Oh well. I looked at Yoochunnie and saw that he wasn’t even looking at me… Ha, same old Yoochunnie!
“I’m over here, silly.”
He looks so cute like that. Silly with a hint of sleepiness. I think he’s already tired.
“Good afternoon, Headmaster.”
“Welcome, Jaejoong.”
I always wonder why I should call him Headmaster when I can call him Uncle Changmin… not that he seems to mind but… maybe one day I can call him that again. I’ve gotten used to calling him Headmaster. I poured a cup of tea for Headmaster and he sipped it. He smiled. HE SMILED! That means it’s good. Ok. Now have to wait for Yoochunnie. He doesn’t like it when I give him a cup of any kind of liquid. His thirstiness level goes off and on. I never know when he’s thirsty or not but I don’t want him to miss out on this tea. It would be such a waste! The other times were a waste too but at least I’m improving on brewing tea!
“Park Yoochun!”
I wasn’t startled to hear that but looks like Yoochunnie still is. He stood up so quickly I thought the table was going to tip over and spill the tea! Let me introduce you to the most annoying teacher in the school, Lee Hyori.
Miss Hyori was 25 this year and just graduated from college. More than half the school worships the ground she walks on because of her appearance. They don’t kiss the floor or anything; they just don’t clean the floor she walks on. They’re afraid that her marks on the floor would be gone. Amazing how she can just destroy the school and environment with just a couple of steps here and there. After the first week of school during my freshman year, I finally got fed up and hired my own cleaning staff to clean the floor I walk on (Yoochunnie’s too of course) and almost got ambushed by a few male teachers. Thankfully I was saved by Miss Hyori herself. Ever since then, she used that excuse to touch me. I almost got rid of her when Yoochunnie proposed the idea of cleaning the school daily no matter what but then we were stuck in her class because of a certain subject we have to learn through all 4 years of high school. Unfortunately, we weren’t able to get another teacher to teach the subject because the staff rejected the idea. If we did get another teacher, they would quit working. I’ll tell you another time what subject she teaches because Yoochunnie is in trouble!
Shim Changmin’s POV
“Park Yoochun!”
Ah, she found Micky already. She’s rather quick at finding our hiding spots. One of these days, I’ll rip her of her privileges. But that will wait until she gets married or when she gets a bit older. If I’m lucky, she could quit but that would leave my school staffless because of her devoted followers. Sigh… how am I supposed to do my job as a Headmaster then?
“Park Yoochun, you should know not to run around the school. And you, Headmaster!”
Reflexively, I stood up. It was something I picked up during my military years.
“You should also know better to not walks out of the school because you didn’t want to talk to Eun Hye!”
I looked down and felt hot. It wasn’t my fault that my sister wanted her daughter, my niece, to be my secretary. She was so annoying. I just wanted to flick at her because of her usual bickering. It goes on and on. I tell you, if she ever stops talking, it will mean the world is ending.
“And you, Kim Jaejoong. Finish your tea and go back to class.”
WAIT WHAT?! Finish your tea and go back to class. Did I just hear that AGAIN? I’m so frustrated. Jaejoong is the only one she easily lets off. Sigh… lucky him…
“Why did I get yelled at too? I am the headmaster…”
I thought I said that quietly but apparently it wasn’t that quiet because Jaejoong heard me.
“Headmaster, please don’t forget that 90% of your staff along with 95% of the student body are Miss Hyori’s fans. If she leaves, you will have a failed school.”
It’s about time I pay Jun Ki a visit too… I want to know how he teaches his son to be so boring… Micky is always so energetic. Not that I don’t like it but he uses up his energy too quickly. Then he starts sleeping. That’s what I don’t like. Sleeping is good but sleeping for most of the day is not good. I wonder what’s wrong with him… he doesn’t want to go to the doctor and can hardly survive the school day without falling asleep. I wish I can know everything about him…
Jaejoong’s POV
“Headmaster, please don’t forget that 90% of your staff along with 95% of the student body are Miss Hyori’s fans. If she leaves, you will have a failed school.”
Not that he doesn’t know. I’ve been repeatedly saying that to him for the past 4 years. I wish she was out of the school too. She’s so annoying! Did I mention that? Yes… I believe I did… Micky looks sleepy. Sighs… I wish he would tell me what’s wrong. It’s definitely not normal for a high school student to be like this. I wanted to ask Uncle Changmin about it but it didn’t seem like he knows either. Micky is putting his head down. He looks like he’s sleeping. Maybe I can ask Uncle Changmin now since I really need to ask.
“Headmaster, what will we do with him?”
Why didn’t I ask him? Maybe I know what’s wrong with him but I just don’t want to admit it… but I still don’t know what it is.
“I don’t know, Jaejoong. I really don’t know.”
That’s what he always say… and I always say the same thing.
“It’s not like he’s stupid. If he actually tried and used at least 1% of that brain, he can easily surpass everyone in the school. Why is he hiding and hiding so well? Why can’t he just open up to us?”
Uncle Changmin never replied back to me so I never requested for one. We just sat quietly after that while Micky slept.
