I am aware that ill luck does not easily depart my life. I discovered the skirt is damaged and unwearable after changing into another outfit. I don't know what adhesive they use, but it always damages my clothes, and I never have enough money from this awful job to buy new ones. I always maintain a supply of clothes in the closet because these tragedies continue to follow me around.
I paused after finishing my lesson and inhaled deeply. The students in front of me had vanished; aside from the break, they were awaiting the appropriate time to leave the classroom and go home. I stretched my stiff body parts, organized my bag, and prepared to leave the class. Basketball continues to bug me. I wish I could be ignorant and obstinate, but I can't; perhaps the students treat me unfairly because of my slow demeanor. As a teacher, I lack any power. I've never wanted to be a teacher, either! I wanted to shout. And even if I sob, nobody will pay attention to my cries. Maybe this planet has had enough of me.
Leave the classroom after picking up the basketball. I have to get this ball back to the school's gym at the back. I encountered a man instructor in the classroom hallway. I teach the first homeroom and he is in the second grade.
He smiled at me when he said "hello," but I didn't enjoy his smile. I've already mentioned that I dislike everything about this school, including the five teachers who are there. Master Chen has reached the age of 39. He has a toddler and is married.
"Hello, Teacher Jang. Good afternoon." He flashed me a warm smile as he welcomed me.
Master Chen: "Good afternoon, sir." I gave him a phony smile while walking down the hall, then hastened my pace.
The idea that the teachers here were sane people rather than those irritating pupils initially infuriated me. However, I was inebriated when we had supper together one day. I'm not sure if one of the instructors drove me to my rental residence. And instructor Chen was the one who brought me there.
in contrast to the other three male teachers. The most reasonable person is Teacher Chen. His face is not particularly ugly, but it is also not particularly attractive. His hair is perfectly brushed to the side, and he stands around 170 cm tall. His eyewear is rounded. Being a dating partner is not at all interesting.
Ah, what am I thinking at this very moment? Realizing that I was already in the gym, I shook my head. I'm trying to find a basket for basketball. The basketball was tossed into my hands. The ball's bounce reverberated throughout the space. I believe my duty for today has been completed, and I can now go home, take a shower, enjoy some music, and then go to sleep.
"I know you'll be here," I said. The voice I had earlier heard was there. I turned around, and it was just as I had anticipated. I could already see Teacher Chen in front of me. The bridge of his large nose was where he pushed his spectacles up.
People in the past believed that a man's masculinity could be seen on his nose bridge. I gave a headshake. Recently, I've been so anxious and miserable that my thoughts are always twisted. Yes, indeed, I haven't dated anyone recently. However, I must keep in mind that Master Chen already has a wife and a family. Even our accidental one-night stand was a grave error! When I'm with him, I get anxious, and I always avoid meeting or chatting with him.
I avert my gaze. "I inserted the basketball!" I spoke in a hoarse tone, thinking filthy things in my head. I walked out with my head down right away. Chen, the teacher, was departing.
"Teacher Jang, don't be in a rush!" His hand caught my elbow. This is probably just a miscommunication, I'm sure. Why the heck is my heart also racing, stupid? I simply needed a release because I was constantly under pressure from the other kids in class.
"Please release my hand," I said.
Teacher Chen whirled around and turned to face me before removing his spectacles. I can see his clear eyeballs through the corners of his eyes when he isn't wearing glasses. I intend to turn my head back.
"What do you desire?" I fixed my gaze on him. I also neglected to re-seal my chapped lips.
"Why do you never acknowledge me?"
I replied with a jaded expression. He ought not to have inquired about that. He ought to have been aware of the cause.
"One month has passed since the incident. But despite my calls and texts, you never responded. I always hold off on greeting you till you do. You also acknowledged my hello earlier. And I was persuaded by your response that you were prepared to speak with me." He declared cockily.
Before responding to his comments, I inhaled deeply and then let out the pressured breath in my chest. This man, after the disciples, is a hardship to me. "What do you wish to share with me? You irritate me. Why are you coming to me here?" My tone is very stern. "if all it does is spout gibberish. Ignore it!"
I stomped my palm to get free of his hold. I moved more quickly. Get out of this gym.
But there is always room in the gym. Although not as well-maintained as the gym floor at my school, it has a portion the size of a basketball court. I simply wanted to leave as soon as possible. I was oblivious to the sound of someone sprinting after me.
"You can't just disregard that night, Teacher Jang; you have to remember it!" Wow, his voice irritated me.
"What should I do next? That sort of expression is quite unpleasant. Do I need to thank you for making me sigh that evening!"
He turned back in my direction. gives me a cold.
"We completed everything,"
"Then!"
"We need to discuss that!"
What to talk about! "Professor Chen You already have a wife, and your little child still depends on you." These words finally escaped my mouth.
"But before I met you, I was already married. I would have chosen you if I had met you before she did."
Where did you pick up these offensive phrases? "After that, you'll ask me to marry you and have a child with me. When you run into another woman, you'll say the same thing. Trash!"
I'm not going to waste my time on someone like Chen.
"No. I only act this way because of you!"
"What do you want, then?" My chest was constricted by the weight, and I shrieked that I was going to yell at this man.
I placed my foot on the heel of my loafers, which were only 3 cm high and not high enough for me to put my lips on his ear. "Go to hell if you want to talk about love to me, but come fucking to me whenever you want!"
I know this is what you want, so he pulled my shoulder till my back hit the wall and his lips engulfed mine. I will then give it to you because I was also hungry and thirsty at the time. I need to vent to someone about everything!
Hug me!
Feel me!
However, avoid discussing love and devotion!