LECTURER
Chaptre 02. Yoona's Weakness; A Man's Real Face.

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Yoona grumbles angrily all the way to her class. The woman did not even heed the greetings from juniors or from her class mates. Now the focus is only on one human who has made himself want to earth the human scorched, right now!

Yoona turns, gets into her class. Not aware that there is an assistant lecturer who is filling the class.

The rest of the class followed Yoona who walked to the empty seat in the back row. The woman sighed, but when she realized the strange atmosphere around her, she raised her face and only realized that all eyes were staring at her. Not only the student or the student but also the Assistant Lecturer in front who now unsheathed a sharp gaze, restraining emotions.

"E—eh?" Yoona stuttered, her hands moving around scratching her itchy nape, misbehaving. "Why, huh?" jonathan did not realize his mistake.

Some of them chuckled amusedly and shook their heads. It makes Yoona even less willing to realize her mistake.

Assistant Lecturer in front, let out a long breath. Trying to stay patient. "Yoona, you meet me in the room after this," said Senior Hansol who doubles as the Assistant Lecturer. "Do a group like last week. And Jaehyun! Gather it on Mr Jongin's desk." he continued, explaining what had been cut off.

Hansol glanced at Yoona who seemed to not understand the explanation. He chuckled faintly which then instantly passed out.

Yoona nibbled at her fingernails, confused to see her friends who were ready to take out a laptop and a stack of paper on the table. The woman blinked until someone patted her on the shoulder in an unrelenting manner alias in a rude manner.

"Bangsssss—What the hell?!" sting Yoona who almost cursed rough. The woman looked annoyed at the young man who laughed at her emotions.

"This work, ege!" Jaehyun took a seat in front of Yoona. He pulls out a laptop and a report that a few days ago he was working on as a group assignment with Yoona. But Yoona is a useless type of human being so she just does it herself.

Yoona raised her lips, so she remembered how Mr. Jongin had clashed against her for not taking part in group work with Jaehyun. If only the Lecturer did not have a beautiful face, maybe Yoona would ask her Father to remove the mature sapodilla lecturer.

Huh! thankfully handsome.

o0o

As Senior Hansol ordered. After the class was over, the young lady went to the Assistant Lecturer's room. Along the way, Yoona's mind unceasingly chanted a prayer.

"I swear, if there is Mr. Jongin, immediately the prince back!"

Still traumatized. The memory of how he was tremored because he was clashed by a mature sapodilla lecturer made him so afraid to meet again with Mr. Jongin.

"Huhuhuhu ... Change classes ..."

"Why you?"

Yoona was shocked. Suddenly he heard a voice and asked her.

Yoona's facial lines decreased when she found the Lecturer she had planned to have the earth scorched. Who else if not Mr. Sehun, the Lecturer killer but loveable.

Strange, if the killer is just a killer! Why do we need to follow the word loveable?!

Yoona grunts. So keki himself.

"At Senior Hansol."

Sehun raised one of his eyebrows. "Asistant Lecturer then?"

"Ck, yes!"

Sehun exhaled straight from his mouth, his gaze panted at one of his students. "What are you making trouble for, anyway?"

Yoona snorted sharply, her gaze was directed at the Lecturer who was concurrently her secret husband. "Sir, look at my face!" the decree of Yoona who was directly followed by Sehun.

Facing face to face suddenly makes Yoona stammer and vertical unprepared. The young woman now felt her face heating up for no apparent reason. His mind cried out loud to make Yoona aware of the sharp gaze that belonged to Sehun.

Sharp, but still charming?

Yoona cleared a short throat. "Look carefully, did Mister see a 'criminal boy' in my bidat?"

"Written and clearly read," Sehun blinked once, then continued, "yes."

Yoona gasped at the answer. His face turned red with his breath already heavy and smoke that seemed to come out of both nostrils and the top of his head. The young woman rolled up her shirt arm to the elbow limit, making a pickle before finally crashing into the tall body in front of her.

"Yoona?"

Yoona's movements instantly came to a halt, right before her hands touched Sehun's neck. Yoona growled, moving her head to the source of the voice only to find out, who dared to disturb her. But when the net finds Siwon, long-time lecturer Yoona is after him. Yoona immediately lowered her hands and fixed her shirt. Back to acting innocent and smiling Yoona.

"Mister Siwon .. hasn't come home yet?" ask Yoona in a drastically changed tone. This time the cab came out.

Sehun glanced at Yoona who became shriveled like the king's daughter who blushed in shame when she met the prince from across the country. His grieving tongue disliked the change in attitude of young women who often happened arbitrarily to him.

Hey, caper!

Siwon stepped closer, his gaze turning to Sehun who was standing near Yoona. "Mister Sehun," said the man briefly, only to reply with a brief, thin smile from Sehun. His focus was back on the young lady who was still painting a sweet smile on her lips. "So I was looking for you in your last class" Siwon said regardless of Sehun's whereabouts.

"Eh?"

Siwon chuckled, his hands moving to shuffle the thin bangs of the young lady. "I want to keep my promise, if you manage to get an A in my class, I'll treat you."

Yoona almost screamed. Nope. Not because of the high value he got but more because of the invitation from the Lecturer of his dream. Maybe this feels like reaching for goals, huh? Yoona feels like she wants to jumpalitan and salto back at this time to express the contents of her heart that suddenly feels spring.

"Can't." Sehun's voice took the attention of the two humans nearby. The man was shocked the next second not understanding why he was making a sound.

Sehun glanced at the two humans nearby, suddenly feeling awkward. He cleared his throat briefly, trying to get his wife back. "Yoona did you forget? if your value does not have an increase you will clear my table," said Sehun in a calm voice did not show the slightest if the man was holding wrong behavior.

"Come, why are you quiet?" Sehun played his eyebrows, looking at Yoona who was obviously reluctant to go with him. "Do you want to repeat my class next year?" added, threatening.

Yoona knew there was no other way but to obey Sehun's will. With a heavy heart he turned to Siwon who was still waiting. "Sorry, sir. Maybe next time, I'll go to Mister if I have time," Yoona said and immediately stepped up as Sehun shouted his name from the end of the corridor.

In her heart, Yoona had already shouted an oath of expiation for Sehun. His heart was not sincere because the golden opportunity was lost caused by HIS SU-WA-MI. Yoona poked, following Sehun's steps. His hand was raised into the air and made a gesture like a person who was kneading the cake dough using his hand.

For God's sake, Yoona is not sincere and will never give that away!

Sehun stopped his steps, his body turned to look at Yoona who was walking behind him. Samar, both ends of her lips are pulled upwards looking at what Yoona had imagined of her. Obviously he was very aware of making the young woman very fond of him. And stupidly, Sehun did not know clearly why he did that.

In her place, Yoona stopped her steps. His forehead surged as his net caught Sehun's faint smile. A very rare smile. And, what is that smile for?

Yoona frowned, her mind suddenly unsettled as if it had forgotten something.

What forgetfulness, huh? []

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