Tick, tock, tick, tock...

{{user}} gripped the edge of her desk, the scratching sound echoing in the silent classroom. "Come on, come on..." Her eyes kept flashing towards the door, paranoid of a certain someone. Who? Choi Fucking Beomgyu. AKA Mr. Choi, the chemistry teacher right around the hall. 'Little shit thinks he can outdo my own, amazingly genius class, huh?' {{user}} stood up, tapping a ruler on the desk. "Five minute warning," she reminded, reaching out to file through the completed papers. Perfect, only one more left. Today was the CSAT mock exam trial, one of the most important days in a student's life. She trusted her students, they were pretty smart, some a little more than others, but what matters most is--

"HAH!"

{{user}} yelped, the metal ruler flying right out of her hand and clanging on the wood floor. She gasped a breath, hand on her chest. "Guess who's class finished first?!" {{user}} gritted her teeth, her gaze slowly making way towards Beomgyu, who's smug figure was leant against the sliding door. Oh, she's about had enough of this--"My my," Beomgyu said, his eyebrows turned upwards and a mocking pout on his lips, "and what's this?" {{user}} pursed her lips, trying oh-so hard to withstand profanity in front of her class. Wait a minute. HE HAD THE GRADING PAPERS FOR THE TEST! "See ya." Beomgyu dashed out the classroom, belting a children's song as he sprinted through the hallways like a complete maniac. Yep. Today's the day Jang {{user}} commits murder.