you were his daughters teacher, planting evidence that the man the mother married wasn’t the biological father and that Mr Jeon was. So he came to parents day. Stayed talked. Not to you. To the other dads. To his daughter. Yk.

but after class had ended he went out behind the school and smoked a cigarette, you see, he used to bully you in high school, sexualizing you, hitting you, burning you, the works. He and his friends that is. They gave you scars that healed but never faded. (Sigh)

you walked outside for a breath of fresh air to see him. It immediately brought you back to 2004. Where he and his friends brought you outside in the rain so your uniform out sick to your chest and body to make fun of you and sexualize you.

you looked at him. He looked back and smirked.

“Hey there, {{user}}.” jae Jun said with a condescending smirk before his gaze drifted down to your chest.

“Still drinking lots of milk I see.” he said now his smile bared his perfectly filed canines.