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...*¨*• ♡ I'm dreaming, looking at you with a fluttering heart. ___ >...

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The beautiful scenery shows green vegetation. A gentle wind touched the skin of a girl's face. His world felt beautiful when she saw a man dressed in all white was standing in a tree while looking up at the sky with his eyes closed.

Ma Daechung, the girl smiled widely, as if her heart could see the most handsomenes person in her life under the blue sky. It feels like this world only belongs to the two of them. There is something flying in the stomach that is a butterfly. Is this what it feels like to fall in love?

The girl swallowed hard as soon as she got a sharp look from the handsome man. The figure approached the girl. A clumsy smile was etched on Daechung's lips. Her legs were pulled back a step back, the man was getting closer and suddenly her chin was lifted and their lips were united. His eyes were wide open, she felt l the butterflies that were flying in her stomach had come out of all the limb cavities.

* Pakk *

Daechung shrugged when she heard a knock on the study table. The eyelids opened forcibly with her head lifted weakly. Her wiped the edge of his lips, it was feared that saliva would melt.

"Sleep well in my class ?!" Mr. Jung raised an eyebrow and a bamboo cane was tapped on the table repeatedly.

"Err"

"it's been close to 10 times you've slept in my class and this time there's no chance for you." Mr. Jung spoke firmly as if he did not want to apologize to stupid students like Ma Daechung.

"Em ㅡ" the girl was still hesitant with her mouth open yawning for several times. Already tried to be arrested but missed as well. Because of that, Mr. Jung's anger has been inadvertently invited.

"Did you see that door?" asked Mr. Jung as he pointed a bamboo cane at the classroom door. Daechung nodded innocently.

"You can get out of my class by following that door. For a month you are not allowed in my class and go help ahjumma Lee clean the toilet!"

"Huh! Teacher, I went to school to study, not to be a cleaner." Daechung replied that he did not accept the fine given. All the students started laughing, some even grinned cynically. Fight, stubborn!

"Well, why are you laughing? Is that what I said ?!" eyebrows raised with wild eyes looking at the whole class. Lips are pressed tightly when no one is willing to lend a helping hand. No member support.

"Didn't you go to school just to sleep?" the conversation is getting lively. Mr. Jung asked again in a tone mixed with pearls. Daechung sighed heavily. Okay, this time he wants to concede defeat.

"What are you waiting for ?!" the male teacher's tone voice to an octave despite trying to be controlled. Daechung agrees after all, she is guilty of this.

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^^^✿◕ ‿ ◕✿ ; Ma Daechung Pov >^^^

My cleft lip is always open and I close it with my palms to keep out the drowsiness. How many times have I yawned until I cried. It's like I haven't slept in a year but honestly I didn't get enough sleep last night.

The toilet door I pushed open. Hm, it's clean. What else do you want to wash? This must be the case ahjumma Lee washed early this morning. I’ve a very good luck ever, I don't have to wash the toilet. Ouh, maybe I need to go around a school. Now the clock on my wrist only shows 8:45 in the morning. Early! "

“Jeongguk, pass to me!”

"Hahahhaha!"

From the top of the building I could see Jeongguk sunbae was playing football with his friend. Defendant of faith I saw his smile. It's rare to see him smile sweetly like that because He is always frozen and never wants to melt.

Suddenly, I remembered something. My fingers went up to touch my lips. The dream felt like it really happened. Is this a sign that my love to Jeongguk are about to blossom soon? Oh no, Ma Daechung! Stop dreaming! You're embarrassing yourself.

Pukk!

"Aww!" My head was tapped abruptly using a long ruler. Reflexively one hand went up to rub the aching head and turned to look at Ms. Jung. Oops, he's back. Emph!

"Err .." "I told you to wash the toilet, not daydreaming about looking at the people downstairs."

"I’m sorry sir, but the toilet is clean." I bowed respectfully without stuttering. Because that is the reality, usually the school has a cleaner, the cleaners must have done their job. Ms. Jung squinted and then she pushed my body slowly to the side. He looked downstairs probably to see the field area.

"Did you see Uncle Chan?" he asked and I nodded after snooping.

"Go help him pull out the grass at the edge of the field." want to drop the jaw when Ms. Jung gives a fine in front of the crush. Pull out the grass in front of the crush at the edge of the field with Ahjusshi Chan. What is so unfortunate about my fate?

"Do you understand?!" The question again and I nodded.

"Yes, sir." my reply bowed repeatedly giving him his respect before running down the nearby stairs. I suspect, Ms. Jung is against me.

"..chanchanchuit." When I got there, Uncle Chan’s shoulder tickled me.

"Eo ?! Daechungyahhh!" I smiled until a row of teeth appeared. It's not that I don't know Uncle Chan. One school was arguably close to him. She is a happy virus. If you're close he must go crazy all of a sudden.

"What's coming here?" Uncle Chan asked maybe weird with my presence because now is study time and I don’t have any physical education classes. He went back to uprooting the long grass by the gutter. I sighed heavily and turned my gaze towards Jeongguk Sunbae who was playing diligently like Ronaldo. Hopefully he doesn't notice if there are cute girls who have to pull out the grass here. It will drop my reputation as a president of the Jeon Legend club.

"Why are you silent?" Uncle Chan’s husky voice startled me so I turned my gaze to him to be more focused with Uncle Chan instead of focusing with Mr. Crush.

"Err, owh. I was fined by Ms. Jung."

“I will help you ahjushi!." I lowered my leggings pants from my thighs to my calves and then I sat squatting next to Uncle Chan.

"Good, next time tell all your friend’s to be a little naughty. I won't be very tired if someone helps." Suddenly i’ve feeling of wanting to shoot Uncle Chan’s head. The level of support he provides for us is amazing! Haha k.

While I was uprooting the grass that was full of sand dust, suddenly like a cliché drama, my head was hit by something hard. I don't know who shot the ball, but for sure, my eyeballs felt like they were about to come out. God, it hurts!

"Arghh!" the pain spreads throughout the body even if only the head is affected. Dizziness and pain.

"Hey, are you okay ?!" uncle Chan got me with a ripple of panic and worry. The ball is already in Uncle Chan’s hands. Either I got the power from where I bravely and unashamedly snatched the ball from Uncle Chan and got up to look at the seniors there.

"Who's doing this to me ?! Didn't the propeller apologize ?!" I think my vision is blurred but I know it's just a clear liquid stagnant in the eye pool. It hurts her to cry but I'm strong.

"I am." the saccharist of the voice was voiced. My heart seemed to be shot by his love, making my pain gradually recover. Kind of sick but the plague, it's recovered. Hikh!

"Em, take it back." I threw the ball back towards Jeongguk. He greeted and continued to resume their game without any guilt. Needless to say his temperament, he was indeed a villain.

"Ji’s son is really rude. Can't his apologise to you ?! Daechung, go get him now!" Uncle Chan was kind of excited to see me fight with Jeongguk.

"Nevermind." I spoke softly as I still endured the pain I was enduring.

"Since when you has it been like this? You’re always raging." Uncle Chan needs to seem to understand me. It's always another story. This is another story. I can't afford to be angry since he's my dream man.

I don't know why, that evil sucker is also my heart's choice. Sometimes I get sick of remembering my soul that loves people like him. Maybe I was destined to love him like a fool. I resumed the interrupted work but I didn't expect my tears to flow. My character is not violent or swag, I am just a weak human being. It sounds sad. But do you know my head hurts ?! Who has ever been hit, understand.

I'm crying sick now not because of Jeongguk. "Hiks ㅡ" unexpectedly, my eye pool leaked too. Crazy sick Jeongguk football. Can fail if other students who are sick and affected by this solid attack. Luckily, I got it. It also feels like today is my last day and the cause of death is Ji Jeongguk's. K lol!

"Hey, kids!” Uncle Chan complained. Maybe he heard a small sigh from my mouth. I did not serve and resumed the work that was interrupted. I could feel that Uncle Chan was starting to walk away. I don't know where he is? Leave it, that's not my thing.

Not long ago .. "DAECHUNG!" round my eyes I heard Uncle Chan’s voice calling my name. I turned in the direction where the sound was heard. Heol ?! What is he doing near there?

"Maaaaa Daeee Chung !!!" My full name is flying in the air. Secret secret secret! My face was soaked with tears as soon as I was abusive.

"Well, Daechung. Here!" call Uncle Chan waving his hand, fast I shake do not want to. Are you crazy? Want to go to the middle of the field to face Jeongguk and the gang? People look at me like I'm a serial killer. After I shook my head I continued to bow and resume my work. Is this so unfortunate?

Haish, uncle Chan…. What did he said to Jeongguk?

Tap Tap Tap

I closed my eyes when I heard the sound of someone's footsteps approaching me. My lower lip is tight. Luckily there was no sweat because the weather was still cold and morning. Please tell me it's not Jeongguk’s.

"Daechung?" Gosh! That voice ㅡ Have I been noticed by this senpai?

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