2 He is professor Jimin?

Jimin was taken aback by her sudden exclamation, his eyes still twitching slightly. He remained expressionless, showing no emotion. "You!" she exclaimed, pointing her finger at him. The others in the room shifted their gaze between Professor Jimin and her, intrigued and curious about the unfolding situation. Bae hid her face behind an open book, feeling embarrassed by Chin's outburst. "Why is Chin making a scene?" she thought in exasperation. "Does she know him?" Bae wondered, confused by the unfolding situation. Chin-sun was on the verge of losing her composure, but she quickly realized they were in the lecture hall and it wasn't the appropriate place for a confrontation. As she looked around, she noticed the students watching them intently, waiting for something to happen. She quickly got up and covered her face with a book, making her way towards Bae, who seemed to have a seat saved for her. Chin-sun took a deep breath and tried to compose herself, pretending as if nothing had happened. "Ugh, Chin, can't you stop causing a scene for just one minute?" Bae whispered, frustration evident in her voice. "I'm sorry," Chin apologized quietly. Meanwhile, Byeol rolled her eyes and commented, "What a drama queen," while Ae-ri chimed in, "She's so ugly." Ha-Joon joined in the conversation, adding, "Yeah, so ugly," and they all burst into giggles. A notification appeared on her phone, and Chin-sun's face lit up as she read the message, "Missing you." Mi-sun was both thoughtful and a bit anxious. Returning her focus to the lecture, Chin-sun listened intently, determined to understand what Professor Jimin was teaching. In distress, Chin-sun sank into her seat, her self-reproach evident on her face. Bae shot her a concerned glance but quickly became captivated by the enchanting presence of the professor. Chin-sun chastised herself inwardly, berating her foolishness for uttering those inappropriate words. "You're so stupid," she scolded herself. "He's your professor, and now you're bound to fail business marketing." Jimin's class ended in just an hour, and Chin-sun held her breath as his eyes swept across the room as if searching for someone. Suddenly, his gaze stopped, and his eyes turned cold. The students froze as Chin-sun shivered, assuming his frostiness was directed at her. He left without a word, and the tension built gradually eased. On the other side of the campus, in the Computer Science department's Block B, a male student strolled along the hallway. The girls squealed in excitement, while the guys admired him. With a bag slung over his right shoulder, he walked leisurely on the tiled floor, his long legs gliding effortlessly. His demeanor exuded a cold and distant vibe, keeping others at arm's length. Eventually, he disappeared into a lecture room. Sitting up straight, Chin-sun surveyed her surroundings. Her classmates were either engrossed in their phones, reading, or engaged in lively conversations. Except for Bae, she didn't know anyone. Her difficulty in approaching others and her social anxiety always hindered her from making friends. Determined to overcome her obstacles, she made a resolution to address the issue when the next lecturer entered the room. "Chin-sun, how do you know Professor Jimin?" Bae inquired, raising an eyebrow quizzically as they strolled around the expansive campus during recess. Reflecting on the events of the past hours, Chin-sun sighed in exasperation, feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over her. Turning to Bae with a downcast expression, Chin-sun recounted, "Bae, I bumped into Professor Jimin in the hallway, and ouch!" Her voice trailed off as she hit someone in the collision. Bae's face paled as she recognized the person Chin-sun had collided with. Chin-sun muttered under her breath, "In one day, I managed to run into someone again. Am I really that clumsy or just incredibly unlucky today?" she wondered aloud. Once again, Chin-sun found herself on the floor, this time from the collision. She shielded her eyes from the sun's glare to get a clearer view of the person she bumped into. To her surprise, she found herself face-to-face with a sassy, affluent girl. She was momentarily frozen on the ground, stunned back to reality when she felt a pair of warm hands lifting her to her feet. The contact sent a warm surge of electricity through her, a pleasant sensation she hadn't experienced in a long time. Sparks ignited, and butterflies fluttered in her tummy. But she felt puzzled, wondering why she was feeling this way at that moment. Slowly spinning around, her heart skipped a beat as she tried to comprehend the sudden surge of emotions and get her heart skipped a beat. .

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