18 Flashback

"Are you sure?" Bo Ra says holding Yoo Na's hands while she replies with a slight nod. "Hmm, I will call uncle Choi to pick me up later. " She says squeezing Bo Ra's hands a way she thought would assure her friend getting worried for her.

"You made yourself topic of gossip today, you know that right?" Bo Ra says with a frown while Yoo Na blushes as she remembers how she caressed his cheeks in front of the class. "Hmm. " She replies back with slightly pink tinted cheeks.

"Make sure you do not bump into anyone. I don't want you getting hurt. " Bo Ra pouts still getting worried over the thought of her being bullied once she leaves her alone.

Yoo Na smiles warmly, "I will be fine. Anyway, it's the end anyway. Probably everyone is back home. " Bo Ra sighs nodding her head. 'He will be there in the detention... don't do something that leads him to punish you. " Bo Ra says as a reminder but Yoo Na widens her eyes as naughty thoughts invaded her mind.

"W-Why would h-he punish me?! Aish, just go!" Yoo Na yells with an awkward smile while Bo Ra widens her eyes, "Did you just-"

"Yah! Shut up and go!" Yoo Na cuts her off and pushes her out of the class, the detention class.

"Make sure you behave naughty girl!" Bo Ra yells peeking her head inside and tucking out her tongue playfully making Yoo Na embarrassed, "Yah! Get lost!" Yoo Na yells stomping her feet against the floor. Receiving no reply she peeks her head out to see the hall empty, she sighs before making her way to the front desk.

She places her bag there and sits on the bench patiently waiting for him to appear. She was excited but embarrassed to face him, she felt shy and content. She blushes, recalling her action from before as she unconsciously starts biting her nails with a shy smile.

"Ahem!"

She was again back into her own imagination thinking about him smiling back at her when she was caressing his cheeks.

"Aww!~ He is so cute!" She squeals slapping her cheeks totally unaware of a pair of surprised eyes watching her at a close distance. "Who is cute?" He questions with a raised brow while Yoo Na was still daydreaming.

"Teacher is- wait!" She snaps out of her daze as she recognized his voice but it was late indeed that she had already answered his question. Yeong Jae remained still on his feet amused with her reply, but he believed the teacher was not him. Or that was what he forced himself to believe.

"Is that why your scores are dropping to the bottom? All you do is fantasize about teachers in the class?" He says harshly making her shocked with his assumption and his accusation. Yoo Na shakes her head no with her head hung low in shame and embarrassment.

"Are you denying it?" He says with a scoff while Yoo Na pouts sadly.

Yeong Jae was trying hard to be harsh with her knowing that he always went soft with this very girl without him knowing. He wanted to stop himself from doing all those things and for that, he was being harsh on himself and mostly on her.

"Do you have no manners or something called boundaries? Do you want me to call you parents?!" He yells out loud harshly making Yoo Na flinch in terror and her head was already shaking to and fro letting him know she was disagreeing with his thoughts.

"You don't want?!" He scoffs walking closer to her. "But I do... let your parents know why you don't get good marks and what type of character you have!" He yells and by now Yoo Na was already trembling in fear, just the thought of her parents knowing all this and punishing her made her eyes teary.

"N-No... d-don't tell-"

"Bring your parents with you tomorrow!" He says harshly without hearing her words, Yoo Na snaps her head up to see him glaring at her but something about her teary eyes did to his heart, he hated feeling responsible for her when he wasn't even close to her. He clenched his fist for being weird and he looks away.

He turns around not wanting to be close to her, "And get lost. I don't think detention will help you anyway. " He says walking towards the door, before he leaves he halts on his step and side-eyes Yoo Na's broken state. He sighs, "I hope to see them soon. Be punctual!"

The door slams shut behind him leaving Yoo Na inside the empty class, she was down on the floor against her knees and her palms fisted against her skirt crumbling towards the edge. She was breathing heavily feeling all burdened and at lack of breath.

She tried to take a deep breath but she ends up panicking, even more, the flashback of her being thrown into the darkroom when a teacher complained about her sleeping in the class flashes against her. That was the worst punishment she ever received but that the worst nightmare she always faced when someone complained about her.

"N-No..." She mumbles hitting against her chest as she struggled hard not to remember all those and instead focus on breathing. She has come across this situation every now and then and this was not that new for her to handle.

"Breathe..." She says to herself as she makes herself comfortable, she was already sweating hard but she takes in a deep breath trying to stop herself from remembering the dar room, her fear when she was locked inside the darkroom. Though it was hard she slowly regained her breath, she slowly opens and closes her eyes with her chest heaving up and down along with her heavy breath.

"I-I... need t-to go..." She mumbles to herself once she catches her breath, a drop of tear rolls down her eye, she wipes it away and tries to stand on her feet. She felt her legs getting numb with the way she had been on her knees and her panicking didn't help either.

She slowly stands on her knees and grabs her bag, hoisting them across her back she slowly walks to the door, grabs her phone from within her pocket, and dials the number she was way familiar with. She didn't want to have him here and trouble him but she couldn't walk.

"Hello...? Uncle, can you pick me up. " She mumbles softly once her call gets received, she smiles nodding her head as her request gets accepted, she ends the call and places the phone back into her pocket.

She makes her way towards the stairs, she felt her leg giving up on her with her breathing getting heavy with her mental breakdown, the flashbacks invading her mind despite her effort to forget it was not helping her. With trembling hands, she slowly steps down the stairs wobbling with each step.

Just at the very corner, she felt her leg slipping making her fall but she felt nothing except the firm grip on her waist from behind, she widens her eyes but she couldn't move. She found her body slowly giving up as her gaze turned hazy, she felt her body being turned around and she saw a familiar face despite her blurry vision.

"T-Teacher..."

And with that, everything turns black.