The day has arrived. They are ready to start. The class has been divided in four groups. Team car wash, team portrait, team cookie and team grocery.
To separate the classrooms from each other, they have their own t-shirt with one color. The front had their name written readable on the left, like a name tag. At the back, the name was written big and underneath the name was their classroom number. The class Mijoo and Daehyun are in is 1-B. Their t-shirt is light blue.
The four classes came together. The girls and the boys got separated to put their t-shirt on. Everyone is so excited about the events.
Era said it out loud without noticing. 'Mijoo, you really had big boobs for you age, they are huge!' All eyes on Mijoo. Even Mijoo looked down at her chest. They are almost the same size as her adult size. She got red out of embarrassment. It must be a bonus for her, from whoever it was that zapped her to the past. 'How come that they are so big?' This time Era whispered. 'I don't know.' Said Mijoo. 'You always wear oversized clothes and didn't show them. I'd love to have such breasts. It's like a magnet for men. See them, touch them and be mesmerized.' She is so open-minded. Mijoo was dying from the inside. What worse is that the t-shirt is small. It's like a second skin. Her chest stands out and she has no cardigan or a coat to cover it...
At the other side, the boys heard it too. It was dead silence. Some of the hyenas. Pardon me. Some of the "boys" smiled in a dirty way. 'Mijoo from 1-B, right?' She does look cute and big boobs, yeahhh.' The way he said it it was so disgusting.
Daehyun couldn't sit still. 'Yep, from 1-B. What you gonna do about it! You all better stay away from the girls in 1-B.' He sneered at him. The boy did not stand still. 'So what. Are they all your girlfriends? What are you going to do. Hit me? Kill me?' Daehyun walked over and stood in front of the boy. Toni and Dave followed him. 'You see it? Because I don't see a human worth having a girlfriend standing in front of me.' The boy felt treated. 'Chill. Damn..' The boy walked away.
'Be warned. All of you.' Daehyun looked at them in the eyes one by one. The most boys walked up to Daehyun. 'The same goes for us too, you touch the girls from 1-A and be prepared.' Classroom 1-A and 1-B always had a good relationship. Even now they stood up together against the others.
The banners made by Mijoo were hanged out. It is a great idea for the car wash.
And Mijoo hanged some of her drawings at the entrance and draw a line with ductape all the way to the art room. The teacher thought that it would be better to have her own space. So did another student who was chosen to draw. They shared the room.
Only 1-B thought of car washing. Funny is that two cars are being washed right now. Each washing costs 3 euros. And vacuuming the inside is 2 euros. The owners of the cars choose for both.
One by one the customers walked in the school building. Some of them went to the art room and some of them walked by the cookie counter. Another class did catwalk with self-made clothes.
Mijoo had her first customer. It was a lady in her 60s. Mijoo asked if the lady wanted to have her portrait drawn in black and white or colored. 'I'd like to have it in black and white and can you draw him next to me?' She handed Mijoo a picture of her husband. 'Of course I can.' Mijoo smiled at the old lady. Her eyes are filled with emotional thoughts. 'Thank you my dear.'
At that time, the art teacher walked in. He saw it and captured the moment. And of course, he asked the old lady for permission to take a picture. The lady smiled and nodded her head.
It took Mijoo 40 minutes to finish the drawing. Luckily two more customers came in. Once they saw the black/white portrait. They took out their phone and asked whoever they were talking to, to come.
Some time later. Two guys came in. When they saw Mijoo. They took the seat without permission. The one who sat kept looking at Mijoo and her chest. Mijoo felt uncomfortable. She hide behind the easel. But the other guy is also looking at her. The girl from the other class in not here too. In hope that the teacher walks in, Mijoo tried her best to finish the portrait.
Daehyun was half wet from washing the cars. He went inside the school building. Need to go to the toilet, he held it in for so long. The cars kept coming, there is no end, and in the end he couldn't take it himself. Once he was finished he went to the art room. He peeked inside. He saw Mijoo being harassed by two guys. Daehyun stomped into the room. 'Mijoo? How is the drawing going. You must be cold sitting there the whole time not moving around.' He took off his vest and put it over Mijoo's shoulders.
The guys glared at Daehyun. But Daehyun nonchalantly took a seat next to Mijoo and looked at her drawing. 'Gotta take a break once in a while. I'm so tired and wet all over.'
Once the portrait finishes, the two guys left without paying.
'Thank you. I thought that they would never leave.' She let out a sigh. 'It's okay, gotta help out a classmate in need. If something like that happens again, knock on the window. Just say you need pencils and get up. And keep the vest on.' Mijoo smiled. 'I think I need a break too. Again, thank you for coming and saving me.'