(Yein's POV)
I raise my hand down. He stares at me waiting to be petted again, but ignore him, trying to get up.
My arms give in as I try and I fall back down again.
"Aish..."
My legs won't move...
As I try again, he looks at me, watching what I was doing.
After about 10 minutes trying I give up, blowing my bangs to the side.
He still keeps staring.
I look at him, annoyed.
"Yah! Why do you keep staring at me?"
He tilts his head.
He gets up and starts moving his legs as if he were teasing me.
I watch him as he runs in circles around me.
That did it.
"If your gonna tease me because I can't stand up right now, then how about you come and help me?!" I yell.
He stops running, looking at me again.
I sigh.
As I try once more to get up, I felt myself being lifted.
I find him, carrying me, walking towards the school entrance.
I look at him with wide eyes.
"Yah! I was just kidding! Let me down, i'm heavy!"
He just keeps walking.
"Gwenchanah....you....not heavy..." he says.
His words were stuttered and hard to understand, but I could tell what he meant.
"Haksaeng!! What do you think your doing?!"
(Haksaeng: means student in korean)
The teacher found us.
I look at her then look at him, realizing what an akward situation we were both in.
She stares at us, then at seungri and his gang.
She touches her glasses, as she clears her throat:
"Follow me."
As she walks, jiyong follows her.
*facepalms*
Great, we're doomed.
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"Do you understand what you have just done? Answer me, Kwon Jiyong!" The teacher yells.
I sit there on a chair, my legs able to move again.
Jiyong doesn't reply, sniffing around the room.
"Andwaegetda. You'll have to be suspended."
(Andwaegetda: means I guess it's no use in korean)
As soon as she says that, my legs bolt up as I blurt out:
"It wasn't his fault! He saved me!"
The room becomes silent.
I gulp, hoping that the teachers staring would all look away.
The teacher crosses her arms.
"That does not mean that he can just beat up any kid he sees, Yein ah-"
"Just give him a chance. Please." I say, pleadingly.
She sighs, fixing her glasses.
"Fine, we'll do something a bit lower than suspension."
I touch my sweaty hands.
"And....what would that be?"
She gives me a smile.
"You....will have to teach and be with Jiyong until he fully is able to adjust into life."
(Jiyong' POV)
I watch as she lets out a big air of breath, scratches her head frantically, then lets out another air of breath.
We walk in the halls slowly. I try to match her pace from the back so I wouldn't bump into her.
She suddenly stops. I freeze, not moving.
Her brown eyes meet mine once more, as she points a finger at my face, saying:
"Listen carefully. I did that to owe you for saving me, but now, your in my debt."
She crosses her arms.
"Now, you better listen to what I say....okay?"
I just stare.
What was she trying to say?
She puts on a thinking face, then she grabs my hands and runs through the hallway with me.
She takes me to an empty classroom, as she sits me down on a chair.
I look around the room.
It was dark...it was empty...
Just like that room....
I growl for a second but then the lights turn on.
Suspicious, I sniff the room.
My head snaps towards the seat next to mine, as she sits in it.
She folds her arm cuffs of her school uniform.
Clapping her hands together, she shouts.
"Let's start! Shall we?
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I follow the movement of her hands.
She touches my hands gently.
I sniff her hands as she reaches in her bag for another object.
It was the object she was holding before, in class.
She unfolds my hands and fits the object in my hands. It felt weird, with the object wrapped around my hands.
She takes out a white sheet of paper, and she writes some weird form of letters I did not know.
"Write it." She says.
I sit there, not knowing what to do.
She lets out a small sigh of frusteration, as she grabs my hand and guides me with the object, as she spells the letter out with her mouth:
"P-e-n-c-i-l. Pencil. See? You got it."
It was true.
I wrote the weird letters with her help.
And I found out that the object was called: a pencil.
As I stare at the words proudly, she patts my head.
"Jalhetso." She says.
I felt delighted.
"Write it again." She says.
I gulp, understanding what she said.
I follow the lines of the words and sloppily, but clearly, wrote the word again.
She claps her hands together. She reaches and pets my head again.
"Aigoo, jalhetso!" She says.
I put on a smile, feeling happier than ever.
She writes another word on the paper.
She then takes my hand again, and guides me, spelling the word again with her mouth:
"P-r-e-t-t-y. Pretty."
Without her saying it, I quickly write the words.
I wait for her to pet me, but this time she just says:
"Jalhetso."
She leans her head a bit closer to mine.
"Can you.... say it this time?"
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
She slowly nods her head.
"It's okay, your just starting anyways."
As she looks at the desk, I slowly lean my head towards her, waiting.
She looks at me, wondering what I was doing, then she laughs.
"Haha, okay I got it....jalhetso, jiyong ah.." she says petting my head.
I look at her with wide eyes.
She called me by my name.
She's laughing.
Ba dump. Ba dump.
I touch my chest as my heart was beating fast.
Then, I slowly reach and touch her cheeks, as I say:
"You're....pretty."
(Yein's POV)
I guide him, helping him write the word: pencil.
As he slowly writes the word by himself, I think about what the teacher told me earlier, alone.
《 Yein and the teacher, talking》
Teacher: yein, before I tell you anything, I have to tell you this-
Yein: but that doesn't mean that I have to stay next to him until he-
Teacher: He was raised by wolves.
Yein: ......What?
Teacher: They found Jiyong when he was 16, about a year ago. Before he was found, they found out that he was missing from his parents when he was a baby.
Yein:............
Teacher: The government and his parents have been trying to train him, trying to help him adjust to human life, but that's as far as they've been able to progress so far.
Yein: teacher-
Teacher: That's why, when I saw you with him, he looked interested in you, so please....give it a try...won't you, yein ah?
《End of conversation》
I look to see him finished writing. I clap my hands and praise him, petting him once more.
His eyes bright up as I do that and stays still.
I observe him closely.
He really is like a wolf...
As I stop petting him, I write another word on the paper.
He writes it without me asking him to this time.
I give him a praise, then have a little thought.
How am I gonna teach him to become like a human if he's at this low level?
My thoughts were interupted as I find his head close to my face.
I laugh.
Ah...I forgot to pet him...
"Haha, okay I got it....jalhetso, jiyong ah.." I say petting his head.
He smiles, raising his head down.
I smile.
I guess i'll just have to teach him slowly.
I felt a warm hand touch my cheek.
As soon as I look up, I find Jiyong, staring deeply into my eyes through his shaggy hair, blushing a deep shade of red, saying:
"You're.....pretty"
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