It was the fifth period in the afternoon when classes began. After getting ready for class, Sang-ho made his way to his classroom on the third floor.
As he approached the classroom, he was about to casually open the door when he suddenly hesitated. The fifth period was designated for outdoor activities, so the time just before class was when students changed into their outdoor attire.
His hand, which had been about to knock on the door, stopped as he overheard voices from inside.
“Tae-hwa, are you okay?”
Na-bit’s voice was filled with concern.
Tae-hwa responded briefly,
“I’m fine.”
“Then why were you late today?”
“I wasn’t feeling well.”
“Hmm…”
Na-bit attempted to smile and said,
“Well, let me help you then! Where does it hurt?”
“My condition can’t be healed by divine power.”
“Oh…”
Following Na-bit’s flustered response, Se-hee inquired,
“So, did you have an argument with the teacher?”
“I said I was sick.”
“You didn’t say a word to the teacher today.”
“When I’m unwell, I tend to stay quiet. Isn’t that obvious?”
“Strange. Usually, when you’re sick, you’re quite chatty with the teacher.”
Hearing Se-hee’s pointed remarks, Sang-ho blinked in surprise. He had always thought of Se-hee as a gentle kid.
‘Se-hee… she’s more assertive when I’m not around.’
A sigh from Tae-hwa was audible, followed by a weary reply.
“I got scolded for wearing a short skirt. I shortened it because of my tail, but I was told to make it longer.”
“Did the teacher get very upset?”
“Not exactly… but he told me not to speak to him until I lengthened my skirt. So, I told him I wouldn’t.”
“Are you acting childish?”
Tae-hwa flared up at Se-hee’s words.
“The teacher started it!”
“You must have acted like a child for him to say that.”
Seemingly hurt by that remark, Tae-hwa grumbled but didn’t directly respond. Se-hee continued,
“Just endure a bit of discomfort, okay? You don’t want the teacher to scold you, do you?”
“It’s more than just a bit of discomfort!”
“So, you’d rather remain uncomfortable with the teacher?”
“Mind your own business. Are you my…”
The next words shouldn’t have been said. Sang-ho’s heart raced.
For a moment, Tae-hwa seemed to hesitate, but eventually blurted out,
“Are you my parent? Why do you care?”
“Pa…”
Parent. Se-hee attempted to say the word but choked on it.
“Are you implying… because I don’t have parents…”
“What? What about it?”
“You’re mocking me for not having parents?”
Tae-hwa shouted back,
“I don’t have parents either, you jerk! Do you think you’re the only one?”
A heavy silence enveloped the room.
In the quiet classroom, Na-bit’s soft voice whimpered,
“Please, stop fighting…”
Before things could escalate any further, Sang-ho rapped on the door.
Knock knock
He heard gasps from the students inside.
“I’m coming in.”
Sang-ho declared and waited a moment before entering. Se-hee and Tae-hwa were facing each other with Na-bit in between, looking worried.
Sang-ho turned his gaze from Se-hee to Tae-hwa. He couldn’t immediately decide how to handle the situation.
‘What’s the best course of action here?’
However, as he contemplated, Tae-hwa choked up and,
“…sob!”
With a puff of smoke, she vanished.
Sang-ho shut his eyes tightly.
‘Tae-hwa… my leg is killing me.’
“You two stay here. I’ll go find Tae-hwa.”
Without waiting for a response, he hurriedly limped away. He had a specific place in mind where Tae-hwa might have gone.
Se-hee and Na-bit watched his retreating figure with uneasy expressions.
***
As he made his way toward the student dormitory, Sang-ho tried calling Tae-hwa several times, but as expected, she didn’t answer.
He sighed and looked up at the dormitory building.
The student dormitory comprised three buildings: freshmen stayed in ‘Ihwagwan’, sophomores in ‘Baekhapgwan’, and juniors in ‘Moklyeongwan’. Each entrance had a flower emblem.
Tae-hwa resided in ‘Ihwagwan’, with a pear blossom emblem.
‘Tae-hwa’s room was… 509, right? On the 5th floor…’
Entering Ihwagwan, he was relieved to find it deserted.
Climbing up to the 5th floor left him sweating, despite his better-than-average fitness. The pain in his leg was intense.
Stepping onto the final step, he took a deep breath.
‘Becoming a teacher means a lot of sighing.’
“For the past few days, it felt like I had sighed a lifetime’s worth.”
With a limp, he walked down the hallway, finally reaching room 509 and standing before it.
“Tae-hwa.”
He called and knocked, but received no response.
Doubting his memory, Sang-ho took out his phone to check his notes. 509 was indeed the correct room.
If she’s not here…
The amount of sweat dripping down Sang-ho’s back increased. How much longer would he have to search?
“Tae-hwa, I’ll be waiting here.”
Then, there was a click from the doorknob.
He waited for Tae-hwa to come out, but no matter how long he waited, the door remained closed. However, when he tried the doorknob, it turned and the door swung open.
Carefully scanning the area in case someone saw him, he didn’t want any misunderstandings arising from a male teacher entering a female student’s room.
After double-checking, he cautiously inquired towards the interior,
“May I come in?”
It wasn’t a spacious room. Upon opening the door, he immediately noticed the bed.
Someone was hidden under the blankets.
A tail protruding from the blanket hung listlessly.
‘…It seems longer.’
He removed his shoes and entered. Due to the warmth inside, he also took off his jacket.
“May I wash my face?”
From beneath the blanket, there was a muffled sound, likely meaning ‘Don’t use the bathroom.’
He took off his glasses, rolled up his sleeves, and headed to the bathroom.
“I apologize; I’ll be tidy.”
Inside, a floral fragrance wafted through the air. The soap he picked up had a different scent compared to his usual one—fresh and invigorating.
After a quick wash, he exited with a towel draped around his neck.
The mound under the blanket remained still.
He sat down by Tae-hwa’s bed.
“…You can sit on the bed.”
Tae-hwa muttered.
Considering his leg, sitting on the floor was uncomfortable. He rose and settled down beside her.
“Tae-hwa.”
“Yes?”
“I got reprimanded by the principal.”
“Why?”
“Because of your short skirt. She even knew your name. She scolded me, asking if I’m properly supervising the students, whether I’m attentive or not…”
Sang-ho let out a deep sigh.
“Really?”
Tae-hwa asked in a feeble voice, to which Sang-ho gave a wry smile,
“Just kidding.”
“Ugh!”
Her tail slapped his back.
“Don’t tease me!”
“It’s not the principal, but the issue isn’t that… Tae-hwa.”
He placed a hand on the blanket covering her.
“Lashing out in anger… it’s not cool. Especially targeting someone’s insecurities, something they can’t change… it eventually reflects back on you.”
“The… the comment about parents. Why? It’s a sensitive topic for me too…”
“Se-hee didn’t know. She thought you grew up in a normal household.”
He hadn’t told Se-hee about Tae-hwa’s father.
“You knew her situation, right?”
“Why should I care about what she knows and doesn’t? Why?”
“You took the first shot.”
“She’s always so snippy!”
“I heard everything from the start. You were the first to get irritated with Na-bit, weren’t you?”
“…Uh.”
Speechless, Tae-hwa hid deeper under her blanket.
He grabbed her tail. It tried to escape his grip, but he held it firmly.
“Being angry makes you see things in a distorted way. Both Na-bit and Se-hee were just worried about you. So get along.”
“I don’t get along with her.”
Given Tae-hwa’s comment, he grimaced.
One child hurt by the absence of parents.
The other hurt by the presence of parents.
Their personalities and situations were polar opposites.
“Whether you two become close is up to you… but you should at least apologize.”
“Why? Was it only my fault?”
“The person who apologizes first is the cool one. And you’re cool, right?”
At that, her tail flailed about.
“Do you think I’m a little kid?”
“You’re trying to be cool by shortening your skirt.”
“That’s genuinely because of my tail──!”
Sang-ho chuckled and gently touched the tip of her tail, the broad heart-shaped end.
“Tae-hwa, a truly cool person…”
“…Eek!”
“Ah, sorry. Did it hurt?”
He quickly removed his hand from her tail.
However, the tail snaked back around his hand like a serpent.
“No… I’m fine.”
“Okay…”
He continued, massaging her tail gently.
“True coolness is about elevating your own value. The shorter you make the skirt, the cheaper it looks. You aren’t a cheap person.”
“I’m not expensive either.”
“To me, you look very valuable. Only if you don’t shorten the skirt.”
“…How valuable do I look?”
“Of course, beyond what money can buy.”
Tae-hwa peeked her head out from under the blanket.
Her eyes were red and puffy, and her cheeks were flushed. She stared steadily at Sang-ho with trembling red eyes.
In that moment, Sang-ho thought she resembled Se-hee.
The feeling of never being cherished by anyone.
He reached out and brushed her tousled hair behind her ear.
“You’ll lengthen your skirt?”
“…Yes.”
“You’ll apologize to Se-hee?”
“Yes.”
“Good, that’s thoughtful.”
Sang-ho gently stroked her tail.
Suddenly, Tae-hwa flinched.
“Ah…”
A soft moan escaped her slightly parted lips, her face flushed all the way down to her neck.
Only then did Sang-ho realize that Tae-hwa’s reaction wasn’t because of his words, but because of her tail.
“Does it hurt when I touch your tail? You should’ve said.”
“It’s not that it hurts…”
Tae-hwa hid back under the blanket.
“You don’t need to know.”
If it wasn’t pain, what was it? Sang-ho blinked in confusion, then stood up.
“If you’re feeling better, let’s go back to class. The kids are waiting.”
“Give me the towel.”
Tae-hwa, now out of the blanket, pointed at the towel hanging around his neck.
As Sang-ho put on his coat, he replied,
“I’ll wash it and return it.”
“Just give it to me now!”
Tae-hwa insisted, grabbing the towel. Sang-ho was perplexed.
‘I said I’d wash it, why…’
It was puzzling.
Throwing the wet towel haphazardly onto the bed, Tae-hwa ushered Sang-ho out.
“Go.”
“If you leave a wet towel like that, it’ll get moldy. There’s a laundry basket here. You should properly…”
“Don’t fuss, just go!”
“Alright, alright.”
Sang-ho shook his head as he exited the room with Tae-hwa. He sneakily glanced at her.
Her heart-shaped tail was now enthusiastically wagging.
‘Seems like her mood improved.’
Truly an enigma.
***
“Alright.”
Back on the third floor of the main building, Sang-ho looked down at Tae-hwa beside him.
“I’ll stop by the staff room. You go ahead to the classroom.”
“Yes.”
“And make sure you apologize to Se-hee.”
“…Yes.”
Tae-hwa awkwardly nodded.
Sang-ho watched Tae-hwa walking towards the classroom, then headed to the stairs. He intentionally walked slowly, waiting until Tae-hwa entered the classroom.
Upon hearing the classroom door closing, he quickly turned and quietly approached the classroom.
Inside, he heard Tae-hwa’s voice.
“Hey, Chun Se-hee.”
“What?”
“Come out.”
What was that all about? Shocked, Sang-ho stomped the floor with his perfectly fine right leg.
Then, using an air-walking technique, he clung to the ceiling. While he held his breath and gripped his sword, the door opened, and Tae-hwa and Se-hee came out.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
‘Please, please, please don’t fight, Tae-hwa…’
Sang-ho closed his eyes and prayed.
When he reopened them, Tae-hwa, leaning against the wall, was glaring at Se-hee, looking like she might slap her and grab her hair any second.
Sang-ho was ready to step in if things escalated.
“I’m sorry.”
Tae-hwa abruptly said.
“I thought you knew I grew up without parents. That’s why I brought it up. I wasn’t mocking you, so don’t misunderstand.”
Sang-ho sighed in relief.
Se-hee, who had been listening with her arms crossed, stepped towards Tae-hwa.
“If that’s the case, I understand. I’m sorry for misunderstanding too. But…”
Se-hee moved close enough that their foreheads almost touched, and whispered in Tae-hwa’s face.
“Don’t disrupt the teacher’s lesson.”
An intense aura emanated from Se-hee.
“Every single minute of the lesson is precious to me.”
Hearing this, Tae-hwa laughed in disbelief.
“That important?”
“Of course. I told the teacher I aim to be the top student.”
Their eyes locked.
“So don’t interfere.”
“Fine, but you know…”
Tae-hwa leaned in with a cheeky smile.
“You smell good.”
“…Eek!”
Startled, Se-hee covered her mouth and stepped back.
“You! You didn’t even listen…”
“I did, dummy. Fine, I promise not to interrupt, dummy.”
Teasingly, Tae-hwa stuck out her tongue and returned to the classroom.
Se-hee stood still for a moment.
“Sigh…”
She took a deep breath and went back inside.
Sang-ho descended from the ceiling, sweat on his brow.
‘Did I underestimate the challenges of teaching…’
Grateful that Tae-hwa’s apology went smoothly, he entered the classroom to begin the lesson.
***
The next day, during school hours.
On his way to the classroom, Sang-ho encountered Tae-hwa in the corridor.
“Oh, Tae-hwa.”
His gaze went to her skirt, noticing a subtle difference.
“…Haven’t you lengthened it yet? You’ll do it by tomorrow, right?”
“I did lengthen it!”
Tae-hwa looked upset.
“I lengthened it by a whole centimeter! How can you not notice? Hmph!”
“A centimeter is a significant length?”
Sang-ho skeptically eyed her skirt, which ended just slightly above mid-thigh.
“Can you lengthen it a bit more?”
“Hmm… then every morning, check if I’ve lengthened it or not.”
“Huh?”
Tae-hwa laughed at the perplexed Sang-ho.
“That means you’ll always be looking at my legs, right?”
She playfully lifted the edge of her skirt slightly and slipped into the classroom.
Sang-ho stared after her and heaved a deep sigh.
‘Well, at least she lengthened it…’
He trudged towards the classroom.
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