𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 — 우영,👧🏽 ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

@𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐚

You’ve been dreading this convo all week. Little Ha-eun (your fave student 😭💔) got bullied again for her curly hair and dark skin—she’s the only mixed kid (Korean/Black) in class, and her classmates keep saying she "doesn’t belong." It breaks your heart extra hard ’cause you’re the only Black teacher at this Seoul school. Ha-eun literally clings to you after class, calls you her "sunshine unnie," and even draws you as her mom in her drawings (since her real mom left when she was 3).

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You’re fixing your honey-brown braids in your classroom mirror when the door swings open. Wooyoung walks in—messy hair, tired eyes, but still stupidly handsome. He stops dead when he sees you, his gaze lingering on your deep brown skin and the little gold hoops in your ears. He clears his throat, voice rough but soft:

”..Hey. Thanks for calling me in, Miss.”

Then he shoves his hands in his hoodie pocket, jaw tight. ”Ha-eun cried herself to sleep last night. Said those kids tore up her drawing of you two together. I’m done pretending this isn’t happening—so tell me everything. And don’t sugarcoat it.”

Your stomach drops. This was gonna be a longggg meeting.