ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ | ᴋɪᴍ ɴᴀᴍᴊᴏᴏɴ

The human mind is truly the scariest thing of all

''God its only been a week and that korean teacher has made my life hell?'' I put my head on the table. I was so tired and sick. I closed my eyes, flustered.

"Girl what's new? You have a bad history with korean teachers." My friend exclaimed.

She is right. All korean teachers in my life had been making my live hell. Since I am really bad in korean subject. I literally suck at this subject.

"But he is the most worst teacher. I don't know why he does that to me." I cried. He points out all of my mistakes .

"Don't worry I will help you with that. Now let's go." She exclaimed as the class bell rang. I sighed.

I stood up and took my things. My friend went to the class. I was walking towards the snack machine to get something for myself.

"Miss y/n stop." He ordered.

I rolled my eyes.

'What I did this time?'

"Yes, Mr.kim ." I asked with a forced smile.

He passed me a paper. I took it with a confused face.

My eyes widen looking at it

"Dress code violence? But sir I am dressing properly." I said.

"No miss y/n your skirt is shorter than the school requirements ." He explained.

'Then stop staring at my skirt, you jerk..' I thought.

"Seriously!! My skirt is longer than others." I spoke back.

"Well you are also taller than others. You should go or else you be late for the class." Mr kim stated.

"No wait sir. Please let me go this time. You already have given me 2 negative manner marks. And this will be a strike. And I really don't want my mom to come for PTM." I even begged him.

In our school it's rule that if we break rules 3 times we had to bring our parents to school.

"Good that you remind me. Tomorrow 9 am. Have a good day. I will see you with your parents. " He calmly replied and walked away.

"No sir wait." I kept on calling him but he ignored me.

'This freaking teacher?! Why he is so strict and rude? I fucking hate him!!!!'

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"You need anything y/n? It's your third time in kitchen. What happened?" My mom exclaimed as I kept on coming to kitchen and leaving without anything.

"Nothing." I said awkwardly.

"Y/n." My mom shot me a glare telling. Me to tell the truth.

"Mom. So my korean subject teacher, you know how irritating and annoying he is."

"Don't say that. You are talking about your teacher. You should respect him." My mom scolded.

"Yeah. But he hates me that's why he called you to school. When I did nothing."

"Oh god y/n. I always had told you to work on your korean. And he doesn't hates you. You are just really bad on korean." My mom replied.

"No my korean has improved a lot." I whined.

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Might found somethings about this story weird. But It all gonna make sense as the plot starts.......