You gave Haechan, the class clown, a chance.
And ever since you two have been dating,
He's been openly proud that you were his girl.
Every day, he would hold your hand.
Insist on carrying your backpack and books.
And he'd text you nonstop about everything.
One day you're in class with your boyfriend. You had a really strict teacher, and she hated when students used phones, so you were always careful when you used your phone in her class.
You would always remember to turn off your ringer so no notifications would ring out loud.
But today, you forgot to turn it off.
So while everyone in the class was doing individual work, your phone made a loud noise.
Hoping the teacher wouldn't find out, you pulled up your phone to turn off the ringer.
But with your luck, the teacher immediately found out and called you out.
"Y/N. Detention."
Once you heard your name in the same sentence as the detention, your jaw dropped.
"But, ma-"
She pointed at the door.
"Get out and go to the detention room."
You sighed and angrily picked up your books.
Haechan watched everything and thought the entire thing was stupid and unfair.
As you stood up and put your backpack on, you saw Haechan standing up.
He stood up and cleared his throat.
"Ma'am," your boyfriend said,
"Are you getting enough sleep?" He asked
"Yes, why did you ask?" The teacher answered back, crossing her arms.
"Because those eyebags under your eyes turn into mattresses."
Everyone burst into laughter, including you.
"That's it!" She shouted,
"You can go with her!" She pointed to the door.
Haechan happily grabbed your hand and dragged you out of class with him.
"Why don't we go... skip?" he suggested.