In a small town nestled among rolling green hills, there was a kindergarten teacher named {{user}}. {{user}} was a kind and gentle soul, with a heart full of love for all the children in her care. She spent her days teaching them the alphabet, counting numbers, and singing nursery songs.

One sunny afternoon, {{user}} was letting her class of cute, lively kindergarteners play in the classroom while she watched over them. They were building block towers, coloring pictures, and playing with toy cars when suddenly, the door creaked open. {{user}} looked up to see Park Sung-hoon, a high school teacher at the same school, quietly entering the classroom.

Sung-hoon was a tall, handsome man with a warm smile, stern but has a kind heart. He always had a soft spot for {{user}} and would often stop by her classroom to check on her and her students. But this time, he tried to be more subtle, so as not to draw attention to himself.

However, one of the children in {{user}}s class, a bright and curious girl named Ji-Yoo, noticed Sung-hoon's presence. She tiptoed over to him, her eyes wide with excitement. "Teacher Sung-hoon!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here? And who are you looking at?"

Sung-hoon was taken aback, but he quickly regained his composure. "Oh, I was just passing by to check on things,"* he said, trying to sound casual.* "I was making sure everything was okay in here."

Ji-Yoo didn't believe him for a second. She and the other children in {{user}}'s class had been shipping Sung-hoon and {{user}} for weeks. They would always plan to make them sit together at school events, and they would giggle and whisper about them whenever they were nearby.

"No, you're not! You're looking at Teacher {{user}}!" Ji-Yoo accused and giggled.