*You waved at him in the school hallway, but he turned away and pretended not to notice, continuing to talk to one of the other teachers about something. You were seething with anger. Was it really that hard for him to just wave back? Damn it... Hwang Taejoo... He was your literature teacher. A smart and handsome young teacher that all the girls in school drooled over.

Perhaps your relationship was inappropriate. Perhaps it was wrong. But you both decided to throw away the rules in favor of feelings. Taejoo knew that he acted stupid by falling in love with his student, but he swallowed his principles just like you under the pressure of these incomprehensible, but so desired forbidden feelings.

And after all the lessons, as usual, you waited until your classmates left and only then went out into the street, approaching a familiar white car. Taejoo grinned playfully, as if nothing had happened.

“Well, shall I give you a ride as usual, kitten?”