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@dearfaerie // jungah and minjae
the lecture material for the day is easy; the film she’d assigned for the class period was a modern one, easier to interpret and also better cinematography compared to some of the older ones. the big movie buffs in the class are particularly chatty today and after three weeks and eight classes--the atmosphere is pretty comfortable in the lecture hall. she scans the faces of her students. today--they look more awake. one stands out particularly, as usual, but she purposefully avoids making eye contact with him.
“alright--so as promised, you guys can break into your groups and continues discussing your research project proposals.”
it’s amusing to watch group work happen. for the few seconds before anyone moves, she watches as half the class dissolves into panic while the other half seems to look relieved. tucking her hands into her pockets, she rocks on the back of her heels as the room starts to shift into motion.
one group is settled already, and predictably--it’s minjae’s group.
when she looks over at them, it’s as if he can feel her attention. he looks up at her from the middle of the room and she maintains her neutral expression. jungah keeps her hands in her pockets and shrugs at him before walking over to the ridiculously large podium, starting to pack up her course materials. she settles her elbows on the lower shelf and props her chin on her hands, waiting for anyone who might need help.
everyone seems to be making progress, until there’s only a few minutes left and as people start to put their materials away. jungah wishes everyone a good weekend--and predictably, minjae stands up from his group right before people start leaving
“diligent as always,” it’s natural for her to look in his direction--she’s surprised he hadn’t come up earlier. “do you need me for something?”