Chapter 8: You are a feast to my eyes, Jun (1/2)

Teacher Wu's eyes shine like a child. He holds her hand and doesn't let go. ”You are a mathematical genius.”

He seems to have forgotten that she is the same girl who told him that she can't solve a simple multi-variable integration problem.

Class B has mixed reactions. They don't know what to say. They can't accept it. The girl who always ranks lowest in Class B is suddenly called a mathematical genius. They feel constipated. Their stomachs are ready to burst.

There is someone who is eyeing the teacher-student duo with a familiar smile. His eyes are fixed on the hands that are holding her hands. If eyes could dig holes, Teacher Wu would have a thousand holes in his hands by now.

”Teacher Wu, I am not a genius.” Fang Aisa struggles to free her hands.

”Of course, you are.” Teacher Wu is too excited. He forgets that he is a male and she is a female. He has been obsessed with this equation for years. Finally, he understands why. The beauty of mathematics is truly blinding.

There are people who find mathematics beautiful. Fang Aisa is not one of them. She is the one who cries when she sees mathematics. Teacher Wu doesn't know that yet.

The slender figure can't take it anymore. He takes wide steps toward the excited teacher-awkward student duo and slaps Teacher Wu hands away.

”Ow!” Teacher Wu wakes up from his excitement. He is embarrassed when he sees the red marks on Fang Aisa's pale wrist. He didn't realize. He bows down to his mathematical genius and asks for her forgiveness.

Class B turns their eyes away. In their eyes, Teacher Wu is an idiot and useless.

”It's okay.” Fang Aisa smiles at him brightly. ”Teacher Wu, don't forget your promise.”

”I won't.” Teacher Wu promises her. ”Anytime, you need anything. Please find me.”

Her eyes shine when she hears him. Teacher Wu doesn't notice Sung Jun's unfriendly eyes. He quietly takes her hands and massages the wrist softly. After thanking Fang Aisa again, he tells the class that he will let them have free time since it's their first day together. Then, he leaves the classroom in a hurry to work on the solution.

”You said that you like men in suits.” Sung Jun is grumpy.

Fang Aisa scowls at him. ”Sung Jun, why are you thinking dirty? I like him as a person. I don't have such feelings for him.”

Sung Jun doesn't reply and drags her out of the classroom. The fangirls and the others gape with open mouths.

”Sung Jun likes Fang Aisa?” One 'popular' girl asks the other.

”That's impossible.” The other 'popular' girl denies. ”There must be something else between them. It can't be like that. She is a freaking demon. ”

”But...they were holding hands?” One of the Sung Jun's fan girls says in dismay. ”Our idol Sung Jun likes that kind of person.”

”What should we do?”

”Should we also get pink hair?”