Early March,
flowers were blooming.
It was late in the afternoon when *Riiiiiinggg* the bell rang. Yeonwoo closed the fairytale book. "That's all for today," I said, placing the book on the table. "Have a good day!"
"Goodbye, seonsaeng-nim," a girl with blonde ponytails and a bright, colorful outfit said as she hung her arm around her backpack's loop.
"Stay well, seonsaeng-nim," a boy with black hair waved and added. Everyone else followed suit, saying "goodbye" or "stay well" as they hurried out of the classroom to meet their parents waiting outside.
I watched the students leave, chatting happily together. I yawned and stretched in my chair before taking out my laptop from my bag.
Looking at my schedule, I decided to plan my class activities for the week, working on some fun, kindergarten-friendly worksheets and homework to keep the students busy. I yawned again and checked the time.
"I can't believe how quickly time flies," I grumbled. I got up, stretched, and began packing my things.
I turned off the lights and closed the door, switched my shoes, and left.