▩ library

@goo hara Today was what was supposed to be one of those days where you could sleep in and enjoy the morning light graze against you but that wasn't the case for Mingyu. He could hear his phone ringing, the more he ignored it the more louder it got. Sighing deeply he got up and answered it only to hear the main office's lady calling him to say that he had to take over a class. Mingyu hung up and went for a quick shower soon, as he the tap he bathed in the hot water pouring hot droplets down his pale skin. After his refreshing shower, he changed into some simple clothes, bomber jacket, jeans and a pair of timberlands. He slipped his bag on and walked outside his house to his brand new car. Hopping inside he turned it on and rode off into the direction of the school, luckily it was only a 10 minute drove from his house to the desired location. Step by step, he could feel a swarm of students crowding around him, squeals of joy were heard from various students all trying to capture his attention. Mingyu bowed at his fellow students with a warm smile and walked into school. He looked at his phone where the lady had texted him what class he would be taking, was going to be easy to teach this. Mingyu yawned quietly to himself only to hear almost every student in his sight scream with happiness. "I'm teaching class today so I'll see you all later, okay?" he smiled warmly and walked over to his chosen class, mentally finding all of their screaming unnecessary. Students were already inside when they had heard about Mingyu teaching, he walked in and placed his bag down near the front desk. He glanced around the room and noticed a few empty spots, turning his back around he started to write on the board. "Kim Mingyu's the name, I'll be teaching your class for today so let's all get along!" he smiled, turning himself around only to hear the loud thump of a book crashing against the floor. "bwo? Are you alright?"

@kim mingyu Coming along to her English literature class, Hara was puzzled upon finding an advisory note posted on her teacher's door. She held tightly onto her books, gently pressing them against her chest as she bit her lower lip. Apparently her professor was out, and the class was to report to the library where they'd be handed their assignment and readings by the substitute teacher. She, along with a few others of her classmate made her way upstairs to the grand library. Now, what was puzzling and bothering the petite gal wasn't the absence of her teacher, but rather the name of the substitute. Mr. Kim Mingyu, now where had she heard this name before? The surname was of course rather popular in Korea, yet his name was not so common around this area of South Korea, and it made her wonder; just where had she seen his name before. Hara simply shrugged it off at the time being, deciding it was probably a name she heard during a shift at her job, or perhaps from her high school days. Though the latter was something she'd rather not recall. Hara had buried her high school junior and senior year deep within the subconscious of her mind, what she ironically called her Pandora's Box, and it was a box that was meant to kept closed and never opened again. She finally arrived at her destination, pushing through the doors and finding a seat. Mr. Kim had his back turned, and so she searched through her bag, pulling out her journal, but the minute he turned and their eyes met she nearly stopped breathing. She suddenly became pale and a knot formed in , dropping her journal, the sound of it echoed across the room in complete silence as she stared at him with pure horror and disbelief. Before her stood a face from her dark past, the only one that had witnessed the hell she suffered at that cursed party. The only one in this school who probably knew of her family's little secret.