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Variety, there were different types of variety when it came to the cheese which was all mannerly put in front of my eyes. And even though I had a packet of Cheddar and Mozzarella in my mini-cart, my hands itched to pick another packet which apparently was blue cheese. I was once able to get my hands around this particular cheese, and I have been craving for it more but I already took two of them and I can't and shouldn't eat this in excessive amount and if you think that I should just keep one of the two back and take the blue cheese-let me tell you; Even so there are types of cheese present here-there is not a single packet of blue cheese which is the small one, these all are 300g packs and I can't purchase this.

Simply because this much amount of cheese will not only be unhealthy for me but might as well go to waste if I couldn't finish it before its expiry and I don't earn enough to afford such a waste. Thankfully though they had a good number of packs for Cheddar and Mozzarella and all 100g, affordable and less in quantity. Rolling my eyes at nothing in particular I stepped out of this aisle and went to get a pack of pads and some other stuff I needed. Once I was done filling my cart with only the things that were necessary-I found myself standing in the line before the counter.

While patiently waiting for my turn-since there were about 5 or more people with big carts and all filled with their necessities ahead of me, I didn't bother to worry too much about time knowing that this surely will take a lot of it. I was surprisingly patient today. In not more than a few seconds my mind wandered off to what all happened in school today. It was a long day- but out of all I could think of was about what I did and how I behaved with Mr. Jeon. I must have lost my mind somewhere in the midst of all the bundled assignments.

I behaved recklessly which was not a good deed from my end. I mean I have been less respectful towards Mr. Jeon since the start compared to the way I have been with other teachers but today was maybe too much and even if he says that my words won't be enough to make him feel bad- I was wrong to talk this way. Before I just used to simply ignore his words but today I spoke and not in a good tone. No matter how annoying a teacher is- I shouldn't disrespect them because at the end of the day they are all just doing their jobs and this won't bring us anywhere other than the detention room and in the list of "bad students", definitely don't wanna go there.

My mother taught me better manners, she always use to tell me to respect anyone who does the same to you and to never disrespect people older than me unless I strongly believe that they are wrong and in both the cases when it comes to Mr. Jeon, he was not only right with what he was telling me to do but was also respectful towards me while saying so. I should really apologize to him, respect goes both ways.

Next day - 6:30 A.M.

In school.

"-and because of which you'll stay extra 45 minutes after school, for detention" Fuck respect I wanna throw rocks at him--but that's all my inner feelings. On the outside I just stood in front of this tall muscle man with a look of disbelief across my face. Honestly, what did I even expect? Heaving a sigh I nodded my head to look away "good." Mr. Jeon spoke and was about to walk past me when my voice stopped him even before I could give my mouth the permission to speak.

He instantly stopped and looked down at me , who was just looking at him dumb founded. Why did I even call for him? He was standing closer than before and there was nothing about this that felt like complaining because in usual scenarios I do not like it when any male stands this way but his body in front of mine gave that protective vibe that I had last felt when I was seven. He patiently waited for me to speak up about what I wanted to while his hands slid in his pants pocket. All the while I figured or at least tried to figure out what I wanted to actually speak up about.

The man in front of me adorned a pair of black slacks and a white dress shirt, an outfit we see him wear almost every day with the only difference being that the shirt has different patterns. But I mean what else would you even see him in other than a formal attire? Yes, you are right, sports attire but no he doesn't wear them, never did. I even remember the many times I have watched him teach the boys something relating to their game and sometimes playing along with them, all in the same attire and it always made me wonder if he ever felt uncomfortable in this.

I figured he didn't since there hasn't been any changes in about a year of his arrival. "Miss Y/N?" his slow voice brought me back to reality- wait was I staring? I probably was, fuck. "Yes sir, I just wanted to apologize '' huh? It was then that I remembered what I promised myself last night. He looked genuinely shocked which made me question myself if I was that bad of a student in his eyes. "What for?" he questioned as I clutched my books tightly around my chest.

This is so not me. I looked back at him, the fierce look of mine was back to itself in seconds. "For misbehaving yesterday." I no longer spoke in a slow or low voice, my voice was clear and positive with my head held high and chest rose up-getting back to my original self. I bowed to him before turning around and leaving from here. I made my way to my first class. It's going to be another long day, but thankfully it's the last of this week.

-Jungkook-

It felt like something possessed her when this girl looked back at me after I asked her what she wanted to apologize for. I was astonished to know that she was willing to apologize for whatever reason it may be, at least she was willing. Either ways I still would- I had already had forgiven her because I knew how much she was going through because of her assignments she got due because she had taken leave for three days in the previous week, it was obvious that she was getting irritated simply because she wasn't getting much of rest and maybe she got some yesterday, that's why she seems in a better mood.

I smiled to myself before going towards the playground, since I am free till the break I'd rather stay here than in my office.The incident before made me go down the memory lane to remember how this girl has been since the time I came here and how the way I see her kept on changing almost every time, especially after what happened in the nurse office, after three months of my arrival to here.

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《I know this is a small one but I'll post the next two part this week itself since my tests end tomorrow. But adding on to it my school will be opening by 16 so expect frequent updates》

《Also wanted to add that since I edited the previous chapters, the comments there have been deleted and this literally hurts so much, I am scared to edit out the three chapters that are recent but I also see a lot of mistakes there, this is heart break as hell, I am sorry to you whose comment got deleted.》

Thank you for reading <3

Hope you enjoyed it.

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