"Evening class." The professor greets. I've been in this class for only about 10 minutes, and I realize that I hate it. "We will be working on vocals today." He says. He points to a random person. "Sing me a verse from a song." The man figets. "See. If you would have been ready you would have passed my class.. Out." The man grabs his things and scurries out the room. My eyes widen in shock. The professor places his arms behind his back.

"You see class.. You're grown adults. No longer children. You possibly have children of your own. So I expect to get what I want out of you and help you be adults and succeed. Now that you know what I want, and now that you know what will happen when if you don't give me what I want.. I will pick another person." My heart starts to pound. "You." He points to a girl behind me. Right off the back she goes for it.

"Some people want it all, but I don't, Want nothing at all. If it ain't you babaaay if I ain't got you babaaay." I'm taken away with the way her voice flows beautifully through the words that leave her mouth. Everyone claps for her, and so do I. "This! Is what I'm talking about!" The professor claps, not looking happy. "Very well done Ms. Chang." He smiles. "Thank you professor." I hear behind me. "Now how about a male..." He looks around the room.

Please not me. Please not me. PLEASE. NOT. ME. "Ah! Mr. Jeon." He points to me. My heart stops. Shit! What are the odds? Right off the back I remember a song I did a cover to back when I was 18 going on 19.

"Lately I've been thinken.. Thinken bout we had, I know its hard it was all that we kneew." I don't really remember the rest but he seems pleased. The class looked surprised, I was surprised myself. I haven't sang in years, its crazy that my voice is still the same. His eyebrows raised and he pets his beard like its a cat of some sort. "Impressive. I've never had a male student sing so amazingly beautiful." I bow my head.

"Thank you sir." I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn. A woman's face is inches away from mine, big light brown eyes lock with my dark ones. "You did really good." She whispers. I right away notice her voice. "Thank you... So did you." Her cheeks slowly rise in color. "Oh.. Thanks." She was cute actually. Her hair thrown back in a simple braid and her face was small. Nervousness rushes over me and I just nod and turn around.

What is wrong with you!? I shake my thoughts away and continue listening to the lesson that is now going on.

Through out the class I feel this tension. An unexplainable tension. "Okay class, we will be touching up on the history of music and hopefully I will give you your final that will be due at the end of the course." We all get up and I grab my back pack and head out the class. "Hey!" I turn in my steps and a small body almost rams into my much taller one. "I just wanted to rightfully introduce myself.." She sticks out her hand.

"I'm Chang Su.." I give her my hand. "Jeon Jungkook.." I say. She nods and takes her hand back. "So you're new to the course." She adds. I nod. "What do you think so far?" She asks. I use my tongue to give moisture to my lips. "Uhm.. Besides getting called out in front of the whole room.. It feels like I'm back in school." I pause. "Which I completely hated." She chuckles. "Well. This is my second term.. And I'd be happy to help you. I already know your final." She shrugs.

"Its the same every year." Her eyes seem to twinkle at me, I wonder if she knows who I used to be. "Oh.." Is all I can say.

She frowns. "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable.. I just... I'm such an socially awkward person that I rarely make friends. Well.. I mean.. I'm going to be 30 for crying out loud.. I still feel like I'm 17." She grips the bottom of her long braid that draped over her shoulder and down the front of her chest. "Ugh.. What am I saying.." She whispers. "No.. Its fine.." I say. Her eyes avert back to mine.

The sun making them look like a honey golden color. "O-okay.." Geeze.. She is socially awkward.. "I'm sorry.. I.. I have to go pick up my daughter from school and my son from his first day of pre school." Her eyes widen then her eyes scan my body. "I should have known a hottie like you was married." My heart rate quickens to her words. "I uh.. I'm .." She cuts me off, her eyes widen. "OH MY GOD! That was supposed to stay in my head!" she slaps her forehead.

"What is wrong with me!?" She turns and walks away from me. "Every time!!" I hear her say to herself as she walks away. I'm about to turn when she walks back towards me.

"I am SO SORRY!" her face is like a tomato. "My mouth just kind of says what it wants." She bites her bottom lip nervously. I rub the back of my neck awkwardly. "N-no. Its fine.." I say. I notice her twirling her hair on her finger. "Ugh.. I'm so sorry again.. Just pretend I said nothing!" She turns and walks away fully this time. I blink quickly in complete and utter confusion of what the hell just happened.

"O-kay.." I say basically to myself. I turn and quickly walk towards my car. I feel my phone vibrating in my front pocket and I know it's Bella. I take it out as I unlock my car.

"Hello?"," You're late. Like always. I seriously don't understand why I continue to let you pick me up. I should just get a ride." I frown and send it to hands free call on my car so that I can drive. "Yah. Bella. You tell me everyday." I roll my eyes, she acts like she's older than she actually is. "Well you don't listen!" She raises her voice. "You don't listen.." She says again Lowering her voice knowing that I would have told her something for highering it at me.

"Bella. Don't you understand how it feels to be a single father? A single parent?" I ask. Its quiet. "No. So give me some slack. I'm barely getting used to this. I'm going back to school so that I can give you and Sam the best life I can possibly give you." She let's out a breath, she does that when ever she knows I'm right. "Sorry." Is all she says. "I'm right at the corner.. I see you right now." She hangs up. "Call ended." My car says. I roll my eyes.

Every single day I look at that uniform and despise it. I seriously don't understand why the skirts are so damn short. Well, I know that back when I was in school, I liked to accidentally see girls undergarments or purposely lifting the skirt up.. I was kind of a fuckboy back in the school days. But that's what I was afraid of, boys like how I used to be. This is my daughter for crying out loud, its crazy how I look at things now.

"Dad .. You're staring again." Bella says as she closes the car door. My eyebrows knit. "How can I not? I hate those things. I ought to make you wear leggings underneath." I start down the street for the pre school. "Dad. You're just over reacting." She says. I shoot her a glance. She's typing away at her phone. "Over reacting!? Look at this!" I pull on the side of her skirt that has risen to the bottom of her underwear line.

"What if you bend down and boys see your underwear!?" She slaps her thigh. "Dad! Is this is what everything is about!? Boys!?"

I stop at the stop sign. "Does it matter!? And what did I say about raising your voice at me?" I shoot her a glance and she just rolls her eyes. I bite my lip trying not to yell at her. "I just think that you don't understand Bella. As a father I care about my baby girl." I sense her grip her wavy hair.

"Oh my gosh dad, you need to get out of this world you're in that you think I'm still a baby. Cause for your information. The last time I checked, when a girl gets her-" ,"I know you're not talking back to me. Cause I'll take your phone away right quick without hesitation." My eyebrows knit as I keep my eyes at the road.

I pull into the kindergarten parking lot. "Are you coming.. Or.." I look at her. She looks pissed. "You're so bipolar!" I bite my lip. "Fine!" I get out of the car and walk to the school. If this were a cartoon steam would be streaming out of my ears. I try to shake it off so that I don't ruin Sam's day, he's always cheerful.

I walk in through the front glass doors that were decorated with colorful cut out of little children's hands. I walk down the hall, the walks decorated with various art projects. I walk down to room 5 and open the door. I'm completely surprised when I'm greeted with loud screams, my ears start to hurt. Wow, these doors are really noise proof. "Yah!" I hear, but I don't see. There are little kids runnug everywhere. I look down right in front of me.

There stands a little girl with a little pink dress on and a pink ribbon in her hair. "You're cute." She points up at me. My eyes widen. "Yah! Get away from my appa." Sam comes and pushes her out of his way. I literally witness the little girl go flying. "Sam!" I hear the teacher yell as she runs over. "You dont-!" I catch her eye. She clears her throat and straightens up. Wtf.

"Oh hi Mr. Jeon I didn't see you there." She smiles, her eyes scanning my body. "Uh.. Hi." I greet awkwardly. What is up with all these females throwing themselves at me? I mean, the teacher always does that.. But really? A little girl? I feel weight on my leg. I look down at my leg and its the little girl Sam shoved."He's my boyfriend." She points at Sam. My eyebrows go up in surprise. "No! That's my appa!" He yells running for her.

He yanks on her, but she holds on. I have one thing to say about Sam. He's strong as hell, I had to hold onto the door frame to keep standing. It didn't help that the little girl was holding on for dear life. Once they finally latch off my leg if fund myself falling to my knees. I let out a breath. "Mr. Jeon are you okay?" I hear her heels clicking against the floor, coming my way of course.

"Ye-" my face is in someone's hands. Its the little girl. "You're so cute." She says. I'm about to say something when she kisses me, on the lips. I'm taken by surprise. She screeches and runs away. "Meya!!! You don't do that!!' I hear the teacher yell. I stay there for a while trying to process what the hell just happened. "Let's go appa. Meya is stupid." Sam says taking my hand.

I stand up and pull him into my arms. I feel hands grip my bicep. "Oo.. So tight." I hear in my ear. I turn and see the teacher, Ms. Tran. Yeah. She's single. Doesn't help that I am too, but I'm certainly not looking for a relationship. But she sure does like to be on my ass. "Excuse me?" Finally I say something. She jumps back and her face heats up.

"I just wanted to tell you that Sam kissed three girls today, he can't keep up this behavior. Its inappropriate for the learning atmosphere." She says. I'm taken back. "Wait... Sam was kissing little girls?" I ask. She nods. I look at him in my arms. "Their my girlfriends!" He looks mad. "I told you!" He points to his teacher. I've realized my son is a straight up savage. I catch onto something.

"Wait.. Continue?" I ask. She nods. "He's done it many times, but I always thought it was a joke. He's done it everyday this week." She says. I shoot Sam a glance and he just pokes my cheek. "I'll have a talk with him." I nod. "Thanks." I turn and leave. "Ugh.. He's so fine." I some how hear through the screams and whined in the room.

I shake it off and head out of the building. "Appa. Are you mad at me?" He asks. I look at him. "Sam. You go to school to learn, not to create problems." I tell him. "But appa. They're my girlfriends." He whines. I walk to the car and set him in his car seat.

"Sam." I hear Bella. She's about to fuck all this up. I just think she does it on purpose to piss me off. I rush over to the drivers side. I end up missing all she told him, and I knew it was bad because he just said a really happy and big, "Okay!" I shoot her a glance. "What did you tell him!?" Her nose scrunches and she sits back in her seat.

"Sam. No girlfriends." I point at him. His little bunny smile goes away. "But Bella says its okay. You always say to listen to Bella." He nods. I look at Bella and she just laughs. "You can only have one." I point a finger in the air. He looks sad.

"No! All!" He pouts. "One!" I fight back. "All!!" He shows me his three small fingers. I try so hard not to laugh, he's so adorable. "Tell me why not one." I was waiting to hear his explanations. Bella right away turns to look back at him. "I can't wait to hear this." She laughs.

"Well.. Bora is super cute. She always has cookies in her lunch box. So I can't give her up." He nods. I try my best not to laugh. I hear Bella chuckling. "Jiyu always helps me beat up other kids! She's my top favorite." He nods again. My eyebrows knit. "No! Sam. You don't beat of other kids!" I tell him. He crosses his little arms. "And Meya. She's not my girlfriend anymore because she kissed you. I'm gonna pull her hair tomorrow." He looks mad.

"Ewe dad what the hell." I hear Bella. I look at her. "She kissed me by surprise okay? You weren't there." She looks at me in disgust. "You're a sexual predator." Now I'm mad. "No I'm not!" ,"She called appa her Boyfriend." Sam says. "I'm not her boyfriend." I say.

"You better not be." He says. "I'm not! Honest Sam. Your mom is my girlfriend." It gets quiet. It had slipped out. "Mommy.. Isn't here appa." He says, his tone sounded sad. My eyebrows knit. I don't say anything. I just turn and start up the car.

The ride home was quiet. And I wondered a lot of things..

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This chapter was meant to be a little funny. But I think I failed miserably haha. Oh well.

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