Chapter 03. School Gate

Hanarim Multi Art School. It was one of the most prestigious schools among entertainment industry. A number of its alumni were famous even overseas. Located in Songpa district, it was 20 minutes away from Itaewon. Since it was still early in the morning, not many people could be seen. In fact, there were only one or two students in vicinity. In this tranquil morning, a white van stopped not far from the school gate.

"I think we are too early. There is no one here."

Ren looked around and he only spotted two securities at the gate and couple students who chatted merrily walked through that gate. Damn, I hate seeing couple. seriously

“Of course, the school is only started at 8 a.m. after all. " Yena busily checking her face on the van's mirror. she's a girl after all.

"If you are in Busan, there must be a lot of students running at this hour. Our school starts at 7 something. And dont you think your skirt is a bit too short?"

Ren kept criticizing her outfits every time he drove her to school.

"Geez. Your so outdated. This is the recent mode. And we are in Seoul, not a backwater village of yours. I'm in a rush. Oppa, see you later! "

As soon as the door was opened, Yena run with all her might. She kept looking at her phone. In an instance, she already crossed the gate.

“Hey, Im not that old. Im only 23! . Eh, Yena, your paper!"

Ren looked at the dashboard, and realized that she forgot to bring her paper scrolls. He took it and about to run after her. It was still early in the morning, the students were scarcely seen. But then again, if you were unlucky, a monkey could still fall down the tree, or if you were lucky, a blind cat might still catch a mouse.

Thud. Arrgh!

By the time he opened the car door, he heard a scream and something heavy fell down.

And then he saw something unbelievable. A girl in pink jacket sprawled on grass by the side of the pavement, right in front of him.

She cursed and moaned at the same time. And Ren, dumbfoundedly watching the scene. He only came to his senses when the girl stood up with her back blocking his vision.

She cheked her body, and there was a torn on her sleeves. Luckily, she wore a thick jacket preventing her from getting scratch. Then she took out a mirror from her pocket and checked her face.

After assuring that there was nothing wrong with her makeup and her face, she turned around. Her jet-black long hair moved along with the wind. She was a pretty girl, and in Rens opinion, when compared with the other girl he ever met, she could be considered one of the prettiest. As expected of the school which produced a large number of artists and idols. Even a random girl that he hit was this pretty.

"Miss, are . . .are you oka-"

"Are you blind!!? Cant you see that someone is walking?!!"

"I . ."

"F****. What if I broke my hand? Could you take responsibility? Dont you know medical fees are so expensive these days?"

"Ssorry,, I- "

"...and look. There was a big hole in my jacket. I just bought it yesterday, you know!"

Before Ren could finish his sentence, the girl bombarded him with tons of swearing. He could only swallowed back his words, and watch her pouring out her rage, since he was at fault. At that moment,..

"Ren Oppa! I forgot to bring my- . .Ah, Mrs. Kim?! Good-, good mm-morning "

Yena went out of the gate in haste as she forgot to bring her paper scrolls. By the time she got close to the van, her footsteps halted abruptly. Yena saw that Ren was being scolded by a teacher.

Unfortunately, that teacher was Miss Kim Han Byul, the infamous teacher known for her strong manner of teaching, a.k.a, killer-teacher. Although she only taught Modeling, almost all students in all departments knew her due to her strict tendency.

"What class are you? Do you know him?"

Miss Kim stopped her scolding to Ren and turned around when she heard greetings. Her brows creased when she saw a female student greeted her.

"I'm from Film department. This ajusshi? N-no.. I dont know him. I-ill be going in first Maam, h-have a good d-day ,,Maam."

Yena quickly shook her head in rejection. He took the plastic bag from Rens hands, and then dashed in the school gate without a slightest bit of hesitation. While praying for Rens safety. Oppa,, mianhe..If you are still alive, Ill treat you to ramen later.

Ren was so speechless. Was this woman so fearful? Wait, she was a teacher? This girl?

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it in purpose. I apologized then. But, are you really a teacher in this school?"

Teacher Kim glared at him, and answered in thundering tone.

"Why cant I be a teacher? Wait, dont try to change the subject. You have to take responsibility! "

"NO, no. Dont misunderstand. Of course Ill take responsibility. I'ts just that you look soo young. I thought you are a student here. "

Ren shook his head and replied truthfully. However, the next course of event made him flabbergasted.

"M-me, young? Ohh, dont lie. And dont try to compliment me just to shirk your fault."

Miss Kim suddenly blushed. She touched her reddened cheeks.

"Huh? Im not trying to compliment you. I am just saying what I have in mind at-"

"Alright, alright. You win. I will let you off. I will not call any cops. Gosh. Young man these days only great at nothing but wooing a girl. " She shook her head, with a pitying expression.

"Woo? Who? Im just-"

"What about this. You dont have to pay for medical fees. Just buy me a new jacket like what I wear right now. Give me your phone."

She took Ren's phone from his front pocket in a flash then call her number,..

"Hey, what are you-"

smile..!

...and took a cute selfie with it

"Hey! Why-"

....and gave it back in seconds. Without giving him, any time to react.

"Okay. Here is my phone number. I already save yours. Ill take the jacket when Im free. Dont you dare to run. Or else humph..! I need to prepare for my class. Bye. "

And then she left with a great stride. Once for a while, she looked at her herself on the phone. And laughed.

"Wait a minu-,. hey, hey.. Miss!! "

By the time Ren came to his senses, that teacher Kim was already went into the building. Just like that, without having any chance to react, the crisis had been defused (?).

He could only blame his bad luck having running into such a formidable existence. The only thing he could do now was to look for that kind of jacket like the one she wore in the photo. It could not be helped since it was true that he was the one at fault.

Some people, felt happy that they laughed in the morning; some people, suffered anxiety that they prayed hard in the morning, and some people experienced something unbelievable even when they still have white breath, wallowing in their fortune. No matter what occasions, the morning would still have to come to an end.

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