39 The Distracted Brother and His Concerned Peers (1/2)

After the first class ended, Gun was confronted by two people.

”Hey, Lee Gun. Is it true that you haven't been attending the after school lessons because you don't need them?” A girl asked. She had a vexed look on her face, arms crossed on her chest.

”Please mind your own business,” Gun didn't bother to raise his head up to look at the girl. He was busy scribbling away on a notebook; it was homework that was due on the next period which he hadn't had the time to do since he was too busy worrying about Yeo Ri.

”What? Hey, I'm asking because I was worried about you, okay?!” The girl shouted. Her face was red as she pouted.

”Why?” Gun raised his head to glance at her briefly, but his hand didn't stop writing.

”Wh—why?” The girl stuttered, her face reddening, ”why what?”

”Why are you worried about me?”

”Be-because I-I li—ah—I c-can't stand it if Ha Jun gets first place! It'll upset the balance! A-are you just going to let him overtake you?!”

The boy next to the girl shot her a dirty glare. 'Why bring me into this?' He thought exasperatedly. 'Just confess already, damn*t!'

”Oh.” Gun replied plainly.

”Gun-ah, why are you so cold~?” The boy, Ha Jun, sighed. It was clear that the girl liked him yet Gun showed no signs of returning her affections.

Before they could say anything else, the bell rang, signalling the start of the next lesson and the end of their short break.

”Okay, students! Take out your homework and put it on the table! Let me have a look!” The teacher's voice boomed from the front entrance of the classroom, sending the students scrambling to their seats. They quickly opened their exercise books and laid them on the desk.

The teacher dragged his long wooden ruler behind him, scanning the students' work.

”Good, good, good. Very good. Very— hey, you've got this one wrong. One hit!” He smacked the student's hand with the wooden ruler before moving on to the next student.

”Good. Good. Good. Go—hey. Hey, hey, hey! It's incomplete?! Just what kind of b*s—” The teacher was just about to unleash his anger on the poor student that hadn't managed to complete the homework, but when he raised his head to look at the student, he was stunned. ”—S-Student Lee Gun?!”