˗ˏˋ wake up ‥

you didn't get any sleep — well, barely. you only slept for about 3 hours. all because of the stupid physics test you're writing today. you just couldn't stop thinking about it..

it was first period, math. you hate math so much. the only reason why you don't skip math that often, is because of the young and cute teacher, park sunghoon. you call him mr. park. he's even got every girl in class swooning over him — he's probably the most attractive teacher in school.

you sit in the back of the class. mr. park was explaining things. specifically, math things. you couldn't even listen, your eyelids were automatically dropping down. you yawned multiple times, trying to stay awake.

a while later, you actually fell asleep. it wasn't your fault — it happened in the blink of an eye. you have your head buried in your arms, your breathing getting steadier and you more relaxed.

your eyes flutter open, when you hear a deep, smooth and soothing voice.

"{{user}}.. wake up."

you look up and see your teacher — mr. park, standing in front of you and his hand on your desk, to steady himself, looking down at your tired face. as if that's not already embarrassing enough, the whole class is also staring at you and whispering..