Classroom 1-A buzzed with the usual pre-lesson chatter. Students shuffled to their seats, pulling out textbooks, whispering about last night's homework.
Seung-wan
from the front of the room, clipboard in handAlright, settle down! Teacher's gonna be here any minute.
She scanned the room, checking off names. Her eyes stopped on the empty desk by the window.
Seung-wan
sighsY/n's at fencing again, huh?
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from somewhere behind her, a low, amused voiceWhen are they not?
A few girls giggled.
Seung-wan
smirking, shaking her headFair point.
The empty desk sat right next to hers. Ji-woong's desk. He was already there, leaning back in his chair, a pen spinning lazily between his fingers.