"the end."
my students look at me with admiration in their eyes. the story full of bright yet dull moments, who wouldn't enjoy a little romantic story after lunch?
"but, ms.jung? do these people exist in real life?"
"yes, of course, jiyoung, they were a known couple."
"do you know them personally, ms.jung?"
"mhm. do you want to meet them? though, they're a bit old and cranky now, don't be offended if they swear here and there. they're house is quite close to school actually."
"yeah! could we?" ari, my favorite student actually (because she resembles mom so much), asked cheerfully.
"of course. now then, why don't we make a stop at my house?"
"your house, ms.jung?"
i just nodded and hummed in response. they just went along with it and got ready with their coats and mittens. i helped them get dressed and we were on our way. i knew my parents loved little kids but i hope father doesn't get too excited and break his back again. and i hope mom doesn't go offering them burned cookies she made.
"let's just hope they don't tell my students their own story all over again."
YOU ARE READING
sunshine.
Short Storyyou are the sunshine to my world; the light that brightens up my day; you are my everything. ⌜ started: november 9th 2016 ⌟ ⌜ completed: april 29th 2017 ⌟