⤿ ice ; break glass
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— [ ♡ ] she has a headache and it gets increasingly more annoying as voices down the hallway continue to argue. it’s not often that she finds herself in the school of the arts as her department is halfway across campus. but unfortunately for her, she’s been asked to meet up on this side of campus by one of her little undergraduates. they were supposed to sit and talk about how the student could improve their grade, but after five minutes of being interrupted by yelling, yooa sent the young duckling scurrying off as she set out to end the annoying argument.
she really is not one to involve herself in the drama of others, but when it begins to bother her, she just has to do something. yooa turns a corner, eyes glaring into the two figures that are still arguing with one another. over what, she doesn’t really care about, but she recognizes the old bore, professor lee who apparently makes it his life’s goal to agitate students. so she’s not really surprised to see him in an argument with someone else.
yooa rolls her eyes before she puts an overbearingly fake persona (to students, but to old geezers who love to hear praises about them? yeah, professor lee is going to eat this shit up). ❝ oh my gosh! ❞ she says, gasping to punctuate her faux surprise. ❝ professor minseok lee, right? i’m a big fan of your work. my undergraduate professor and i used to talk about your papers all the time when i was studying in the united states. that piece about the… bullying victimization among music and theatre students. wow, absolutely riveting. ❞ she watches in amusement as the professor’s expression shifts, softening up as she continues to sing praises over his paper (which by the way, she found incredibly boring). at least yooa knows she still has what it takes kiss and stroke his ego.
yooa quickly turns to the other grad student, shooting him a look at was meant to say, this is your chance. leave. now.
