wanderer.

"Life is made of so many moments that mean nothing. Then one day, a single moment comes along to define every second that comes after." Gemini, 25, Teaching Assistant for Aero Combat Mobile

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trouble ahead  [ame & sh]

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Rushing ahead towards the building, she skid down the classroom once she reached the hallway, glad nobody was around to yell ‘no running’. With no care about the other students, she ran past them, turning the corner as she tripped over a pile of books. Yes, a pile of books, and bags, she didn’t know who they belonged to , nor did she care but dramatically clutched onto her knee. “Ah i’m suing you!” she called out to the back not realising it wasn’t a student. “What kind of..” she was tempted to curse, instead biting her lower lip as she continued to glare at the back. If it was a teacher, she had plans to run straight down the corridor and out of the fire exit. 

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All Soohyuk heard was the crash of a fall and an “I’m suing you” as he made his way out of the building after running yet another errand. Surprised, he turned around to see a student on the ground, nursing an injured knee. He glanced around but no one else seemed to pay any attention to her. 

“You’re suing me?” Soohyuk asked, pointing a finger to himself. His tone was a mesh of incredulity, confusion and irritation of the wrongly accused. “Those stuff that you tripped over aren’t even mine.” After a pause, he added, “And no running in hallways.”

Soohyuk was tempted to leave her there but his sense of duty would not allow him to. Furthermore, he was surrounded by a mass of students who didn’t seem interested in helping a fellow schoolmate but would surely give him hell as a teaching assistant if he didn’t help. Biting back a sigh, he approached her, extending a hand. 

“Do you need to see the nurse?” Soohyuk asked politely, bending down. He had to help but no one said that he had to feign concern while at it. Upon closer inspection, however, the girl’s seemed familiar. A slight crease materialised between his brows. 

“Do I know you?”

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to sir with love ❜

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the rest of the day passes slowly than normal. maybe it’s because she has him waiting for her in his office, causing her to fidget in her seat and glance at the windows to look at her reflection on the glass. the wait drives her crazy, causing her to bolt out of her last period once it ended. it’s been a while someone made her feel this way, her heart in her throat, excitement causing her cheeks to flush slightly. then again, soohyuk wasn’t just a boy. 

not bothering to knock, she swings the door open with one hand and the other gripping the strap of her backpack slung on her shoulder. her eyes searches for him before settling on the instructor-to-be, her lips parted slightly. boah wonders if he’ll scold her for not knocking, ask where her ribbon is, or why her blouse isn’t buttoned at the collar. she wonders how much he’ll pick and on and how much he’ll ignore.

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Soohyuk’s office was an organised mess of haphazardness. It was a small space, yet Soohyuk managed to clutter it with more things than its apparent volume was made for. Papers strewn the test and what surface that wasn’t covered with papers were resting areas for books instead. 

His hair was still wet from the shower he had taken before his return to the office. Grabbing his towel from his bag, he continued drying his hair, pondering over his upcoming meeting with one of his most troublesome students. 

Soohyuk wasn’t sure which made him jolt, the thought of the word “student” or the sudden opening of his door. He started, astonishment evident in the rising of his eyebrows and the widening of his eyes. Soohyuk took in Boah’s slipshod appearance. It was by the sheer force of will that he skimmed over the finer aspects of her uniform.

He was not going to turn it into a tryst, but he could see how this might seem like one from an outsider’s perspective. The logic behind his suggestion returned to haunt him. Here he was, sitting with mussed up hair and a shirt that had its top two buttons unbuttoned. 

Yet instead of remedying that problem, Soohyuk only removed the towel and dropped it onto the bag beside him, running a hand through his damp hair to get rid of any tangles. The scent of lilacs teased at Soohyuk’s sense of smell; he wondered if Boah could smell it.

“Close the door and take a seat,” he told her. “You know, people usually knock before they enter a room. It’s called courtesy.”

Soohyuk didn’t want to be too curt but it was how he had always dealt with females when he was uncomfortable and this situation was far far out of his comfort zone. He didn’t deign to comment on her fashion choice. For all he cared, school had ended and with it ended his duties as a teaching assistant. 

It didn’t mean he was going to jump Boah though, however attractive she looked. She must have dressed the way she did on purpose to rile him, as she always did. Soohyuk wasn’t about to rise to the bait.  

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The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something he may never get.

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# DRAWING THE LINE – sl & ri

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her mind is surprisingly blank. there is nothing but white noise. she’s tired. “one more round,” she mutters to herself but her muscles are screaming for her to stop, please stop.

STOP !

her legs cramp up and she finally stops, falls. yet there’s nothing but grim determination on her face.

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Soohyuk has spent enough years of running to sense when someone is toeing the line of their boundaries and this student in front of him is certainly doing it. There’s nothing wrong with pushing boundaries, but that’s only if the difference in mental and physical boundaries is established. Mind over body, yes, but there’s nothing much you can do when your body decides to fail you.

Soohyuk sees her struggle in the leaden way she lifts her legs, the slant to her body as she pushes herself to do even more. Been there, done that, he thinks. Those experiences also awarded him the most pain he had ever felt in his years of running. 

Maybe I should tell her to stop and take a break. Even as that thought crosses his mind, the girl drops as though her legs caved in. Soohyuk lunges forward but he misses her arm by inches. Instinctively, he calls for air to cushion her fall so that she does not sustain any more injuries than what she has now. 

There is no need to ask if she was fine; she clearly isn’t. Concern etches itself onto the furrows between his brows as he extends a hand to the student. Casting an eye around, he says to her, “We should probably get off the track. Do you want to head to the stands or the infirmary? Here, let me help you.” 

Soohyuk moves to help her, then hesitates as he remembers his own sweaty state. His last statement held an undercurrent of command, a slip of habit honed by his hours in class. Perhaps he should await her consent before manhandling her. 

[dramafeelz]

please don’t go…

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✧ Touch of Sleep ; SH & ??

As the death anniversary of his brother looms, Soohyuk’s number of undisturbed sleeping hours in the night steadily decreases. He has taken to purchasing sandwiches before the day begins for consumption in between classes, preferring to utilise his third period break for a quick nap. So far, his lack of sleep has not affected his performance in class; his exhaustion is only apparent in his slightly more defined cheekbones and the deeper hollows beneath his eyes. However, Soohyuk suspects that this situation will change if his insomnia persists.

Soohyuk leans his head against the arm of the bench, shifting until he is as comfortable as he can possibly get on an unyielding wooden surface. The chair in his office is certainly a better resting place but Soohyuk prefers to have the aroma of the fauna tickling his senses than the staleness of the air within, to not be confined within four walls.

It has only been a few days since he started this routine but he has already discovered most of the shaded areas on the school grounds at this particular time of the day. His favourite spot is one that is near the pond, and that is where he rests now. All that’s left to do is for him to conjure a faint breeze. Placing an arm across his forehead, Soohyuk closes his eyes and gives in to the heavy weight of his lids.

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to sir with love ❜

[caesoohyuk-blog]

caeboah:

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not bad.

not bad at all. she lets out a huff, licking her lower lip as she pretends to think about it ( as if she had a choice ). tucking a strand of hair behind her year, she nods once. maybe a detention would be worth it if that means they’ll be spending some time alone together. “you’ve got yourself a deal.” a slow smile spreads across her small face, satisfied. 

Soohyuk kept his expression bland, ignoring the pink of her tongue as it darted out to moisten her lower lip and the smile playing upon her lips. For a brief moment, Soohyuk wondered if what he suggested was logical. To the rest of the world, their deal just another consultation between an instructor and a student. But Boah and him weren’t the rest of the world. There was something about her incessant efforts at pushing his buttons and his rebuffs that tied them together. 

Did she have any idea the effect she had on him? Probably not. Best not to give this any more thought, his mind said, but the idea of the two of them together was wonderfully illicit, thrilling in the promises it held yet devastating in its repercussions.

Running through his schedule mentally, Soohyun told her to meet him in his office after school. “No point waiting,” he explained. “Now, can we spend the rest of the class pretending that I have everything under control and talked some sense into you?” As an afterthought, he added, “Please?”

Without waiting for a reply, Soohyuk turned his back on her, calling out instructions to the rest of the class as he did so. Case closed... For now. He hated himself for even entertaining these thoughts about his student. If he were to be honest, there were only 4 years of difference between them two, which wasn’t a lot in the grand scheme of things. They were both legal adults. But duties were duties and he had responsibilities to consider. 

Just one detention to settle things, then nothing more. 

Promise.

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to sir with love ❜

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“you sure a few minutes is all you need?” placing her hands behind her back, her gaze shifts from his to the rest of the class behind him pointedly before staring back up at him. “getting your attention.” her lips spit into a smile. seems like it worked. “but really, i’m bored out of my mind. when are we going to the stimulation room, huh?” she takes one, two steps closer to him, pushing herself upwards on her toes to lean closer to him, “i do feel that all the classes have you’ve been instructing have lost their touch. guess that face of yours doesn’t work for everyone.” her voice is low just enough for him to hear. 

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Soohyuk narrows his eyes at her barb, then visibly stiffens at the underlying insult she just tossed at him. He looks down into her brown orbs, flecked with just the faintest hint of gold, allowing the close proximity to last for a second too long before stepping away. 

“I’m just a mere teaching assistant, Boah. Only a teacher can give the green light for the simulation room. The last I checked, I don’t have the authority. And neither do you, so unless you work your way up to my position, you follow my lesson plans.” 

He paused. 

“And my face has nothing to do with my teaching abilities.” 

The last sentence rolled off his tongue before he even realised it. It was supposed to be an unspoken thought within his mind; he intended to let the comment slide. But there was no hiding that her words stung, and Soohyuk’s eyes dimmed a little, his gaze flattening. He didn’t care what she said, or what anyone else said. Within this arena, he knew best.

Hell. Who was he kidding? He did care, and some subconscious part of him whispered that maybe he cared because of who it came from.

Right from the start, Boah and him didn’t get along and she didn’t let up for even one moment. She was part of his first batch of students and while he had bonded with the rest, it appeared that he had an adverse effect on her. 

It didn’t help that he was unable to ignore the way her lashes framed her eyes or the way her bob curled around her chin. 

She's a fucking student, man. What the fuck are you thinking? 

Soohyuk ran a hand through his hair and met her gaze. “Look, we can’t continue like this,” he said, spreading his arms. “You and me, we have a problem. I don’t know what the problem is but we have to resolve it. I’m going to give you detention, but we’re going to make use of that time to talk it out.” The next few words were hard to get out. “I will then take your complaints seriously and work to improve, implementing whatever suggestions you may have that I think make sense.  Deal?” 

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✧  Dancing Flames ; JI & SH

caekji​:

Soohyuk was lost. 

He had gone all the way to the Performing Arts building to drop off something for a friend, only to be unceremoniously abandoned by said friend, who ended up rushing off for some important matter without even a hint of gratitude. 

Annoyed, Soohyuk stalked down corridors and clones of corridors that he was sure he had been to just a few seconds ago, making turns even though he had no idea where he was right now. When he was being created, somebody obviously left out his sense of direction, and this place with its perfect corridors and glass windows was a nightmare to navigate. This was the reason why he mastered aeroportation in the first place but that skill was rendered useless when he was indoors. He knew where the elevators were, at least, but it was just his rotten luck to have them under maintenance currently. 

Nervous, Soohyuk dug out his phone to call his friend but it went unanswered. It was nearing 10PM, which was the time when security went around the school grounds to lock up the buildings. Soohyuk wasn’t keen on spending his night in such a place.

Okay, Soohyuk, think. Review your choices. What’s in your arsenal?

The ability to sense air flow.

That was it. Calming his heart, Soohyuk stilled himself and fine-tuned his senses to better detect minute vibrations in the air. If there was even a bit of music switched on, or a person moving, he would sense them. And sense them he did. 

Without further ado, Soohyuk set off, drawn to the source of the heavy bass beats like a dog who smelled food. He turned into a corridor he had apparently missed while he was wandering around and there, in the first room on the left, was a dancer. 

Soohyuk had always harboured an admiration for people who could spin stories with music. Singers, composers, dancers... This boy was no different. His movements were fuelled with passion and purpose, each move seamlessly flowing into the next. Soohyuk’s own heart beat in tandem to the song, his irritation melting away as he stood at the window, mesmerised. 

[untamedunwanted]

Some people are born with tornados in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.

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✧ First Touch ; SH & YJ

caeyoojung​:

One foot first, then the other. Feel the burn, the heat, the laden feeling in your legs. Run them off. Push yourself. 

The only way to improve is to move forward.

When Soohyuk runs, he loses sight of everything, chasing down his goal, single-minded in his zeal. The world drops away at his feet and the heavier his legs get, the lighter he feels. Running is his release. It is his way of saying, “Hey, I can still fly when gravity ties me down.” 

It is also the only time when he can escape from the haunting reach of inner demons.

Soohyuk doesn’t know how long he has spent on the track; it is easier to lose sight of time here than when he trained outside. After six rounds, he stopped counting. His pace only slows when his watch beeps, reminding him that the track is closing soon and he has classes to teach in the morning. 

The world comes back to him slowly, in bits and pieces. Touch is the first one to return. He becomes aware of a faint night breeze that feels icy against his skin. Soohyuk raises his face to the night sky, pushing his hair back from his face. Rivulets of perspiration run down his face down to his arms and body. He is burned out but when his eyes open, the world is edged in clarity. Silence is drowned by his thundering heart.

It takes him a moment to sense that he isn’t alone on this Monday night. Casting a roaming eye over the area, Soohyuk squints to get a closer look when he spots her. A faculty member? No, she doesn’t  look familiar. A student then. Frowning, he checked his watch again. 

1:03 AM.

Soohyuk heaves a sigh as he collects his belongings from the side of the track before jogging over to her. He doesn’t like performing the duties of a teacher outside of class but rules are rules.  If she were to be caught wandering outside by someone else, she was sure to get into trouble. 

“Hey,” he calls out. “Time to clear out of this place before you get detention for breaking curfew.”

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Lee Soo Hyuk as Kim Joon in Valid Love

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to sir with love ❜

caesoohyuk​

[caesoohyuk-blog]

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‘hey teach,’ she greets him perkily, tilting her head to one side as she pushes her hands into her gym shorts. “just to let you know, i’m really fucking bored.” the short haired brunette makes a slow turns on her heels, her bob bouncing around her jaw. he’d had caught his attention from day 1, and had been bothering him since then. just because she stopped tormenting students didn’t mean that she stopped bothering young teachers. that attractive motherfucker didn’t even realise how many students would be willing to give up their life savings to see him shirtless. unfazed and unimpressed by this, boah looks up at him straight in the eyes, waiting for his reply. 

She’s just another student. She’s just another student. This insolence in my class is really getting on my nerves.

That was what Soohyuk repeated to himself ever since class began but here he was on the other side of the room, correcting stances and taking more time with them than he should. Seeing how most students struggled with flight, he introduced Ba Gua to them much earlier than he expected in the hopes that the martial art will teach them to be more acute to the slight changes in air flow around them. 

Soohyuk knew that he was delaying the inevitable and so when the other students started getting distracted by her insubordinate acts, he heaved a mental sigh and started picking his way to her, but not without pausing on the way by a few more students.

He was both disgusted and furious at himself for turning the playing field over to a mere student. This was his pride and territory, for fuck’s sake. Soohyuk clung on to that thought as he came to a stop a few feet away from the girl, a terse smile upon his lips.

“Would you prefer detention then?” Soohyuk asked, pitching his voice low to avoid a commotion. The curious gazes of the class burned into his back and he resisted the urge to tell them to get back to work; to break eye contact now would be a sign of weakness. Then again, he was the instructor of this class. Why did he have to care about appearing weak? 

"Wait for me by the side of the room,” Soohyuk commanded, edging his words with steel. Do not argue with me on this, his eyes warned Boah. To the rest of the class, he shouted, voice carrying above the din, “Continue doing what you’re doing. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Soohyuk set off after Boah only when he was certain that the class had returned to their task at hand. He pinned her with a glare. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” 

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I am so sorry to all the people I hurt while I was hurting.

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