Gee baby Ain’t I Good to You
Gee baby Ain’t I Good to You
The school bell rang, signaling that the classes had begun. It’s hard not to notice a student who was running breathlessly like her life was at stake through the hallway. She continued to run, wavering left and right along the way. She turned left once again and spotted her classroom.
She was about to hit the door with her hand when she remembered something was amiss. She run her fingers through her messy bun and fixed her disheveled uniform, after feeling satisfied, she formally knocked the door.
She turned the knob and peeked through the door and slowly entered the room. Every head turned towards her.
“I’m sorry I’m la-”
“Get out.”
“B-bu-”
“I said get out.”
She swore she saw her friends giggling idiotically. She seemed like she was going to strike her prey at any moment, if only their professor wasn’t standing meters away from her. She mentally noted Sooyoung and Yuri who were the loudest among her peers. She glared at the two, making the duo shrink to their seats.
“Let me explain myself, Ms. Lee.”
A woman who was clad in a plaid pencil skirt, a button-down-collar shirt, a purple cardigan and sensible shoes, turned her head and pushed up her glasses, scrutinizing the student who just entered the room with a gaze that was really terrifying.
“Very well Jessica-sshi. Care to explain why you’re late?”
Jessica was about to open her mouth when her professor spoke again.
“Or you can just skip the lame excuse and share what’s behind that red mark on your neck.”
The professor sat on her chair, tapping her index finger on the wooden desk as she continued “Would you mind sharing it to the class? It’d be beneficial since the lesson for today is about hormones and stuffs.”
Bewildered, Jessica frantically rubbed the right side of her neck and checked her fingers. None, she thought. She tried it again on her left side and there it was on her fingers, a red-colored substance that smelled like strawberry, cherry perhaps.
Only one name crossed her mind at that moment.
“Tiffany Hwang.” She hissed as she reached out for the pink ponytail and immediately let her hair down. She blushed deeply. She desperately wished she could leave the room for a moment just to relax her state.
She could now imagine her girlfriend’s silly grin along with her eyesmile as she knew she accomplished something. If it’s to embarrass the famous Jessica Jung, well, mission accomplished.
The professor opened her mouth and spoke, “Take note class.” She now stood up and faced the class as she continued, “It’s always best to wear lip gloss.” Giggles were heard throughout the room.
“You may now take your sit Jessica-sshi.” A still blushing Jessica made her way on her desk. Placing her bag on the ground, she kicked the steel chair out from the desk and slumped onto her desk.
“Just so you wait, Tiffany Hwang.” She stated with a serious glint in her eye.
-
Meanwhile, back at her house, Tiffany Hwang was happily watching a re-run episode of her favorite show when she tightly wrapped herself with her arms as she felt shivers travel up her spine.
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The school bell rang, signaling that the classes had begun. It’s hard not to notice a student who was running breathlessly like her life was at stake through the hallway. She continued to run, wavering left and right along the way. She turned left once again and spotted her classroom.
She was about to hit the door with her hand when she remembered something was amiss. She run her fingers through her messy bun and fixed her disheveled uniform, after feeling satisfied, she formally knocked the door.
She turned the knob and peeked through the door and slowly entered the room. Every head turned towards her.
“I’m sorry I’m la-”
“Get out.”
“B-bu-”
“I said get out.”
She swore she saw her friends giggling idiotically. She seemed like she was going to strike her prey at any moment, if only their professor wasn’t standing meters away from her. She mentally noted Sooyoung and Yuri who were the loudest among her peers. She glared at the two, making the duo shrink to their seats.
“Let me explain myself, Ms. Lee.”
A woman who was clad in a plaid pencil skirt, a button-down-collar shirt, a purple cardigan and sensible shoes, turned her head and pushed up her glasses, scrutinizing the student who just entered the room with a gaze that was really terrifying.
“Very well Jessica-sshi. Care to explain why you’re late?”
Jessica was about to open her mouth when her professor spoke again.
“Or you can just skip the lame excuse and share what’s behind that red mark on your neck.”
The professor sat on her chair, tapping her index finger on the wooden desk as she continued “Would you mind sharing it to the class? It’d be beneficial since the lesson for today is about hormones and stuffs.”
Bewildered, Jessica frantically rubbed the right side of her neck and checked her fingers. None, she thought. She tried it again on her left side and there it was on her fingers, a red-colored substance that smelled like strawberry, cherry perhaps.
Only one name crossed her mind at that moment.
“Tiffany Hwang.” She hissed as she reached out for the pink ponytail and immediately let her hair down. She blushed deeply. She desperately wished she could leave the room for a moment just to relax her state.
She could now imagine her girlfriend’s silly grin along with her eyesmile as she knew she accomplished something. If it’s to embarrass the famous Jessica Jung, well, mission accomplished.
The professor opened her mouth and spoke, “Take note class.” She now stood up and faced the class as she continued, “It’s always best to wear lip gloss.” Giggles were heard throughout the room.
“You may now take your sit Jessica-sshi.” A still blushing Jessica made her way on her desk. Placing her bag on the ground, she kicked the steel chair out from the desk and slumped onto her desk.
“Just so you wait, Tiffany Hwang.” She stated with a serious glint in her eye.
-
Meanwhile, back at her house, Tiffany Hwang was happily watching a re-run episode of her favorite show when she tightly wrapped herself with her arms as she felt shivers travel up her spine.
end