Synopsis: another day, another troublesome school that the ERPB needed to investigate, however, while undercover as a student, Bong Geundae didn’t realize the school has a unique solution for the rowdy students coming in the form of the Science Teacher—-which happens to be Geundae’s… friend?
Pairing: Bong Geundae x Male!OC
Content Warning: fluff, male!oc, original male character, male x male, canon-typical violence, bullying, swearing, idiots-in-love, mutual pining, cute, light humor, mention of abandonment, friends-to-lovers, EXTREMELY slow burn, love at first sight.
A/N: I watched a jdrama and ended up created a male!oc that matches with Geundae. Just used Akanishi Jin’s last name for fun, sorry this is not an x reader!
Word Count: 4.3k
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Essential Original Character Notes:
Name: Akanishi Reiji
Age: 28 (Under Assumption that Bong Geundae is 28)
Relation to Character: Former College Classmate; Friend
Additional Info-Lite: A Japanese exchange student who studied at KAIST; he and Geundae met during elective courses and trouble, some caused by Reiji himself, eventually befriending each other.
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A loud crash was heard as a black suited inspector looked back to the opened classroom door, seeing a student laid on the ground with their glasses crooked. The inspector tilted his head and looked down on the student who slowly fluttered their eyes open. The student gasped with a small bewildered smile on his lips, he sputtered, “Inspector Na…!” “Deputy Bong.” The inspector responded.
Na Hwajin exhaled through his nose, kneeling down by Bong Geundae who was fumbling to sit up, looking ahead to see the rowdy high-school students simply continuing with their own ruckus. “Inspector, what do we do?” Geundae asked as he fumbled to his feet while Hwajin followed suit, allowing the disguised inspector to hide behind him. Hwajin saw two groups inciting the fight, nodding to their direction, “What’s with those guys?” He asks.
Fixing his thick-rimmed black glasses, Geundae peered by Hwajin, pointing to a blonde boy, “That one is Jung Hyunjae, the leader of the class and dislikes strawberry—” Hwajin turned to his left to face the hiding inspector who cleared his throat and pointed to another boy,” And that kid is Lee Yongtae, new transferee and was a delinquent. Apparently they are trying to see who will lead Namyeon High… and y’know, fighting…” Geundae stated, grimacing and hiding again when a baseball bat was chucked nearby.
Assessing the situation, Hwajin clicked his tongue and crossed his arms over his chest, “Let’s think of a way to stop them first…” He heard footsteps, glancing to the side with Geundae to see another rushing towards the rowdy room. The two inspectors stepped aside to let the student barge in, yelling, “Shit! Guys, Mr. Rei is back!”
The group of rowdy students all froze before the two inspectors, Hyunjae cursing as Yongtae commanded, “Everyone fix the room! Hurry!” Like no brawl happened, the two groups were working together to fix the mess from arranging seats and sweeping the floor to fixing their appearances and bandaging bruises. Hwajin hummed, lips curving into a small smile, “Huh, I guess this school has some hope.” “Or another crazy guy…” Geundae uttered as he took aside, facing the older inspector, “What should we do now? They are settled down.”
Hyunjae turned towards the duo by the door, furrowing his brows to see Geundae outside as he strode over, “Yah, why are you still out here? Get to your seat!” Hyunjae commanded, Hwajin watching him from his peripheral vision to see his slightly sweaty forehead and gritted teeth. Before they could question the student, Geundae felt the back of his collar lifted, feeling like a cat, and standing on his tippy toes to feel the powerful strength of the person, “I was gone for two days and you kids are causing a ruckus again, hm?”
The slightly soft and suave voice greeted the two inspectors but noted the terror in Hyunjae’s eyes, Hwajin tilted his head to peer behind the figure behind Geundae. A younger looking man with ebony hair and thin-rimmed glasses had given a pointed gaze to Hyunjae who scrambled into the classroom before properly facing the older inspector, squinting slightly as he noted the student he had in his midst.
“Ah, hello,” The man spoke and bowed whilst he carefully let go of Geundae who stumbled a step towards Hwajin. As Geundae faced the straightening man, his eyes widened and mouth loosely agape, the man greeted, “You must be a guardian of one of my students, I’m their homeroom teacher, Akanishi Reiji.”
The polite greeting threw Hwajin off, straightening himself and gave a tame smile, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Akanishi—” the older inspector took his ID from under his shirt to present to the teacher, “I’m Inspector Na from the ERPB, I am reporting to Namyeon High starting today.” Hwajin stated with his aloof tone but noticed Akanishi glanced at his fellow inspector, giving a small but charming smile.
“I was hoping you’d come to visit but not as an inspector,” Hwajin followed his gaze to a nervous Geundae, giving a small sheepish smile, “It’s been a while, Geundae-ah.” Akanishi spoke with a lighter tone than the initial greeting.
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As Geundae rushed through the halls, barely dodging some students and turning the corner to meet collide with a figure and falling to his butt. He winced and looked up, uttering, “S-Sorry—” His eyes widened to see an ebony haired boy with slightly sharp eyes and a slight scowl adorning his lips, his words caught in his throat only uttering, “Y-You…”
“There you are!” A booming voice bounced off the walls as Geundae’s body slightly jolted and tried to get up but felt his ankle hurting, hissing. Using a hand to brace himself to the wall as the footsteps neared, Geundae felt a hand land harshly on his shoulder making him turn to face a scrawny looking kid with a wicked grin, “Yah, why are you running? Explain.. Explain why that damn assignment I made you do got a zero score?!”
While he was considerably taller than his peers, Geundae felt pained having to stand on his slightly twisted ankle and lowered his head, accepting the verbal lashing of his classmate, breath turning shaky that bordered on anger and fear.
Suddenly, Geundae felt his body slump back to the wall, seeing a pair of sneakers nearby and trailed up to see a familiar ebony haired boy, now holding his classmate’s wrist with enough strength to break it as he groaned in pain before getting thrown back to a nearby locker with a loud thud. Just as the rowdy boy stood up, asking, “Who the fuck—” “I did it.” The calm boy said as he lifted his right hand adorned by a red threaded bracelet, slightly causing the students who were both entertained and afraid of the rowdy boy to silence themselves.
“Shit, thats—” “Taebyun is fucked now…” “It’s him—” Akanishi.
Before anything could happen, a member of the student council came by to hear the ruckus, a bit intimidated by Akanishi’s presence but actively informed them to head to the Councilors Office. Geundae’s eyes widened, taking a step with his good feet when a hand gently was placed by his shoulder, looking up to meet with the same boy giving him a light smile, “I’m okay. Please go to the nurse.” The slightly low boyish voice struck Geundae in a way it shouldn’t have.
Geundae cleared his throat, nodding as Akanishi let him go, following the student council member to the Councilor, silent and poker faced. Staring at the boy’s back getting farther away, Geundae felt his hand twitch as if to reach for him but looked away, starting his march to the Clinic, hoping his parents’ wouldn’t make a fuss about his injury.
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“According to the other teachers, Akanishi-sshi started working here a few years ago and had been in-charge of many troublesome classes.”
As Hanrim stood across from a sitting Hwajin while she listed off information, she took a few documents from the table and passed it towards Hwajin, “Many of his classes were able to graduate the moment he intervened so the principal and other school board members consider him an integral part of Namyeon.” Hanrim explained as Hwajin flipped to the student list that started with troublesome and low graded students had suddenly shifted to average and compliant students.
Hwajin pressed his lips together, pondering. Hanrim put her hands to her back, “I find it a bit suspicious that all his students became obedient overnight. Perhaps it must be a similar case from that greedy Mr. Cheon.” Hanrim proposed as Hwajin flipped through the students, shaking his head, “I don’t think so… majority of the students aren’t wealthy and they still have some delinquency while under Akanishi-sshi so he wasn’t playing cleaner nor mediator.” Hwajin deduced.
Clearing her throat, Hwajin slightly lolled his head back to see Hanrim nod her head to her left, making him turn to see Geundae who had remained silent by his three monitors, staring to a spot on the desk. “What’s wrong with him?” Hanrim inquired as Hwajin squinted, putting the document down loudly to see Geundae snapping out of his daze and looking around their temporary base within the school which was just another spare classroom, eyes landing on the two inspectors facing him.
“Why? What’s wrong?” Geundae asked as he looked behind him and back to them as Hwajin pointed his index finger to the document before him, asking, “Deputy Bong, how do you know Akanishi-sshi? You and he seemed quite familiar.”
The computer genius scratched his head, “Well, we met when we were studying… I do talk to him every once in a while…” “Then do you know why exactly the students are so quick to reform when he’s present? Does Deputy Bong know why?” Hwajin inquired with an amused tone, giving a small smile as Geundae felt their pressing gaze as Hwajin uttered, “Or is it because of something else that’s making Deputy Bong look astray?”
Feeling his heart beat faster for a few seconds, Geundae stood and waved a hand, “I really don’t know why students suddenly… rehabilitate? Themselves in his class.” He argued as Hwajin hummed, leaning back to his seat, commanding, “Then tomorrow, please keep tabs on his class. Try to identify why he’s such a miracle worker.”
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I must be crazy because of those two…
Walking towards the classroom wearing his school disguise, a loud crashing noise and looking ahead to see two familiar students holding each other by the collar, egged on by the other students. Hyunjae punched Yongtae, seeing him take a couple of steps back before charging at the former to kick him in the stomach, cheers and booing coming from the other students depending on who they support.
Geundae saw Yongtae and Hyunjae preparing another hit on each other when a familiar lock of hair intervened. Hyunjae’s wrist and Yongtae’s leg grabbed by a pair of hands, the students following the limb to see a charming and calm individual, one that made their blood drop to their knees, yelling, “Mr. Akanishi!?”
“Early in the morning and already sparring?” Akanishi greeted and twisted the two limbs in his hands causing Yongtae to fall on the floor and Hyunjae’s arms pinned to his back, hearing them groan in pain before Akanishi let them go, “Inside the classroom, hurry.” He commanded as the two leaders winced and picked themselves up, running inside the room, the teacher moving to pick up the attendance book he’d dropped onto the floor, dusting it off before facing the other side of the hall to catch Geundae still rooted to his spot.
Akanishi walked towards him, slightly leaning forward and waving a hand to snap the disguised inspector out of his daze. “What the, still dozing off while working?” Akanishi teased with a slight smirk, making Geundae swallow a lump in his throat, taking a step back, “I-I wasn’t!” Geundae sputtered out, clearing his throat as Akanishi stood properly and chuckled whilst shaking his head.
Lifting his hand holding the attendance book, Akanishi saw it was nearing class hour and looked up at the taller student, “C’mon, student,” He stated, turning his heel and walking towards the classroom as Geundae slightly smacked his cheek to snap himself out of it but a hand cupped his chin, squishing his cheeks with enough strength and forced him to look ahead facing the slightly furrowed brow and mischievous smile of Akanishi who said, “you don’t want to be late now, right, Geundae-ah?”
Slightly tugging Geundae closer as his face was a few inches from Akanishi, their eyes meeting as he felt the silent intensity of the gaze directed on him. Geundae felt his ears turn warm when the slightly shorter male’s gaze flickered low to his slightly pouted lips, sighing, “Such a shame you are dressed as a student at the moment, it’s a turn off.” Akanishi muttered, returning his gaze to the cute-faced inspector whose eyes were widened, giving him his usual wry grin before letting go.
The teacher chuckled at the bewildered expression of his friend before turning away, “Follow closely, Geundae-sshi.” He expressed, snapping the inspector from his shock and trailed behind him, feeling his cheeks warm and already forgetting the reason he’d come to the class again.
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Sitting alone on one of the many cafeteria seats, Geundae ate the meal silently observing Hyunjae and Yongtae eating at separate tables but glaring at one another. Chewing his braised chicken, he was surprised when another student sat by him, Geundae squinted to see it was another student from his class.
“Sorry, can I sit here?” The young girl student inquired with a soft smile, making Geundae clear his throat and nod, “I’m Yena…” “Geundae.” He spoke between chews. “Don’t pry into those two, they can be pretty nasty.” Yena spoke as she took her chopsticks, starting to eat as the inspector slightly tilted his head and watched the two from his peripera, he asked, “Why? They also fight each other… but they are both scared of Ak–I mean, Mr. Akanishi.”
The girl hummed as she swallowed her food, facing the two, “If you didn’t know, Hyunjae was the first leader of class with a different homeroom teacher—” she picked at her japchae, “---it was a whole thing and the whole school bended backwards for him, sometimes even the teachers… Well, one teacher didn’t.” Yena trailed off, sighing at the memory as Geundae asked her, “Why? Who… wait…”
“Yup,” Yena turned to him with a bright smile, “Mr. Akanishi stood up to him. With a request from the board, he became our homeroom teacher and challenged Hyunjae, ultimately winning,” she gathered her hands together and stared up in a daydream, “every since Hyunjae respected him and anyone who attempted to challenge Mr. Akanishi, lost. He’s so cool~” She expressed with a smile, making Geundae stare at her in disbelief and awe.
Yena snapped out of her daydream, side-eyeing him with a grin that made Geundae feel his stomach churn. “What?” He asked as she nudged his side, “Don’t act coy with me, I saw you were staring at Mr. Akanishi while he was teaching.” “W-What?! Isn’t it normal to look at the teacher when he’s teaching?” Geundae argued, his voice slightly louder before he shrunk from the gazes he’d drawn in, Yena waved a hand at his words. “Geundae-sshi, you can fool others but not me! You clearly had hearts in your eyes—these glasses can’t hide them!” She interjected, pointing to his thick-rimmed glasses.
As Geundae was about to argue, his mind trailed off as his left hand held the side of the glasses recalling their purpose. He inwardly cursed, Wait… the camera has been recording! Would it really catch me staring at Akanishi?! No, I wasn’t… right? I need to delete the footage today!
Yena gasped when Geundae removed his glasses and snapped them into two, shoving them into his pockets. She asked, “Y-Yah, I wasn’t teasing your glasses…” “Hm? I knew… they just felt troublesome. Yeah." Geundae stated as he properly faced his meal, thinking back to when Akanishi was teaching and kept staring at him, making him shake his head and stab a chopstick to the braised chicken, facing an alarmed Yena, he asked, “W-Was I too obvious?”
The girl stifled a laugh, crossing an arm over her chest, nodding, “Very. But don’t worry, Mr. Akanishi gets that a lot, he is very handsome,” Yena gave a proud grin, “It’s the only thing our class can proudly present to the other third-years.” She added, making Geundae choke on his spit, partially shocked and disbelief over his friend’s reputation, “D-don’t feel too bad, Geundae-sshi, we might not be smart but we’ll all graduate just fine with Mr. Akanishi.” “That’s not reassuring…”
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Walking out the halls, Geundae is surprised to suddenly have an arm hooked over his shoulders, intimidated and looking to his right to see Yongtae donning a scowl unfitting for his pretty and icy reputation. “Uh, w-what’s the matter?” Geundae uttered out, making Hyunjae who had held onto him sigh, “Let’s talk, Geundae-sshi.” Hyunjae expressed, pulling him away as Yongtae strode alongside them, unaware of Yena’s alarmed expression behind them.
“W-Wait, wait, let’s talk this out–” Geundae spoke out as he was thrown into the maintenance room of the school, the air dry and warm due to the exhaust nearby, Geundae braced himself on the wall, staring at the silently fuming duo, “W-What exactly is happening? If I did something wrong, I’m sorry!” He sputtered, silently thinking, They’re just like Cho Inbeom and Park Seonghwan…
Yongtae gave Geundae a pointed glare, making him swallow a lump in his throat. “Yah, transferee, what’s your game?” Yongtae inquired as Geundae furrowed his brow, he added, “Do you have some weird fantasy about falling for a teacher?” The disguised inspector felt lost with his words, clearly evident on his face when Hyunjae heaved a breath and strode to him, pulling him by the collar, he spoke through gritted teeth, “Don’t flirt with Mr. Akanishi… do you know how hard he worked to be a teacher?”
“No! I-I wasn’t doing that!” Geundae exclaimed, mind reeling, Flirt? Me? With Akanishi?!
Hyunjae scoffed, hardly pushing him away, “You better not.” “By the way,” Geundae carefully spoke out, glancing at them from his peripheral, “why are you guys so protective of him? You guys are afraid of him and sometimes even curse him out.” Geundae spewed out, shrinking back when Hyunjae was about to harshly smack his chest like how he usually hits his misbehaving friends, “That’s enough, Hyunjae-ah.”
Glancing to the usually frosty and aloof boy, Yongtae’s gaze slightly wavered just enough for Geundae to catch his hesitancy and fear. “Anyone who doesn’t have a home here respects him. Despite his clearly harsh discipline, never once did he shun us for being strays and even spoke up in our behalf… you end up respecting someone you fear because he’s the most humane of all of them.” Yongtae expressed with a firm tone.
“Clearly you don’t feel that scared of me today, Lee Yongtae and Jung Hyunjae.”
The calm and suave voice made the two class leaders shudder, freezing on the spot and not looking back. Geundae eyed the homeroom teacher by the door donning a small smile and removed his right hand from his pocket, “Come here. Clench your teeth and stomach.” Akanishi commanded while beckoning them over, Geundae slightly intimidated alongside them.
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Sifting through the written reports of the teacher, noting the drastic difference between having Akanishi present to when he was absent, the multitude of student violent reports and faculty meetings within the span of two days were astounding. Geundae soon reached the last report belonging to Akanishi which simply states his own students are innocent and not causing trouble. So without Akanishi, they really are like a loose cannon…
The writing felt oddly familiar to Geundae as he saw the way the letters had a slight curve, mostly due to how Akanishi learned Korean and Hangul from two different teachers, the way of writing for the period and exclamation points’ dot looked as if it were a swirl. Wait…
Putting the reports down, Geundae pushed his swivel chair to the left, reaching his backpack placed on the table, searching with a hand to pull out a pale blue colored paper with a small heart on the right corner and his name written on the middle. Flipping it open, he read:
‘Don’t cry. My sun is not won’t rise if I see you sad.
Do not be scared to fighting for what you believe!
Signed ♥︎’
Geundae sighed with his mouth agape, staring at the similar handwriting. Looking around their temporary office, he carefully though of the many letters he’d received signed with a simple heart and how it always coincidentally happens after he meets with Akanishi. He scoffed incredulously, “Wah… I’m so stupid,” Moving to run a hand into his hair, leaning forward as if trying to curl into himself, “We kept missing each other…”
Hearing a distant bell sound, Geundae looked at the time on the bottom of his computer screen, swallowing a lump in his throat, uttering, “No…” Grabbing the colored paper, he stood from his seat, rushing to the door as it cracked open to reveal Hwajin returning from a meeting with the principal, “Oh, Deputy Bong, we—” “I’m sorry, but I really need to go, Inspector Na, I’ll come back in a bit! I’m really sorry!” Geundae brushed past the older man who watched him run away, rushing past Hanrim who furrowed her brows, pointing a thumb back to the disappearing computer whiz, “I have no idea.” Hwajin stated as he entered the room with the confused lady.
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“What’s wrong?”
As Akanishi came out of the faculty room after Geundae knocked and loudly called for him, something Im Hanrim had taught him when in a rush. Geundae scoffed, lifting his hand to show the colored paper, unfolded to show the badly written letter, “What’s this?” Akanishi’s eyes trained to the paper and furrowed a brow, he answered, “A letter?” “Don’t kid around, Akanishi Reiji! I was really stupid not to have realized it was you writing them!” Geundae exclaimed, enough to catch the attention of curious students nearby who started to walk slower in the halls.
Like an imaginary weight was lifted from his shoulder, Akanishi sighed, “Damn, I finally got caught,” He plucked it from the taller man’s hand, reading the letter written by his younger self, cracking a small smile, “How did you find out? You could never find me when you tried before…” Akanishi inquired, lifting his gaze to the slightly scowling figure before him, a tame smile adorning his lips.
“Because I didn’t try… I can’t believe I didn’t notice how you write your exclamation points and periods…” Geundae expressed, still indisbelief, “Were you joking while writing these?” “Don’t think of my like that, you should know I’d never do that to you,” Akanishi stated with a firm tone, sighing and crossing an arm over his chest, he clicked his tongue, “You really are a quack in romance.”
The inspector looked at him, mouth slightly agape and face clearly showing he’d been offended. “Excuse me? I’m not the person that disciplines his students like a dictator!” Geundae put his hands to his hip, “Why do you do that? Are you running a rehabilitation camp for rowdy students?!” He exclaimed, fuming but not caring of the crowd silently watching from far away, pretending to fix items inside their lockers, Akanishi shut his eyes and lips stiffly smiled.
“I smack them because they don’t listen to words. Also, don’t yell at me for redirecting students to a better path, I did this because I didn’t want anyone to end up bullied and hurt like you!” Akanishi exclaimed, Geundae feeling his gaze burning through his previous bravado, feeling small despite being taller and looking at him confused, “Oi, you graduated from KAIST, but you don’t understand?” Akanishi exasperated as Geundae felt his ears ringing when he said.
“I love you, you idiot!”
The hall turned quiet at the confession, Geundae’s eyes widened at the statement, uttering, “M-Me?” while pointing to himself, feeling his cheeks turn warmer as Akanishi heaved a breath, shaking his head with an exhausted smile. “Really?! I didn’t think—I mean I love you too—But I mean—” “Breathe.” Akanishi stated as he cupped his jaw, squishing his cheeks to prevent him from blubbering anymore.
“Do you want to go on a date with me?” Akanishi asked as he softened his gaze, making Geundae hummed out, “Yeah.” Slightly nodding due to how Akanishi held him, giving him a smile and letting go of his face. “I’ll pick you up later,” Akanishi said as he put the letter back into Geundae’s hands, ”fighiting.” He added with a small grin, poking his nose before moving back into the faculty, leaving the inspector alone in the halls, slowly feeling the gazes on him as he used the letter to cover the lower half of his face, walking away.
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“We’re very sorry for causing you trouble!”
As Hwajin watched Akanishi standing between the two troublemaking leaders and shove their heads down to give a 90-degree bow, he gave a light chuckle, “Heol, you two were always at each others’ throat and acting out towards us, who knew Akanishi-sshi would solve it with ease.” Hwajin stated as Akanishi gave a small sheepish smile, removing his hands as the two kept heir heads lowered.
“Some kids aren’t drawn the best cards, If I teach them some skills maybe they can survive with what they were given.” Akanishi stated as Hwajin felt internally refreshed by his response, “Though I guess I’m no different with to you, Inspector Na, in dealing with most problems.” He added, making Hwajin chuckle, humming as he gently patted the two bowing boys’ head, “Well, I guess you’ve learned your lessons well with Mr. Akanishi. Don’t worry, just keep in your lane and don’t bother others, you won’t ever need to see me. Right?” “Yes, thank you.” They spoke, slowly standing.
Akanishi crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his head to Geundae who was hunched over his computer, partially hiding from Akanishi due to being shy and flustered, “Inspector, can I borrow you hardworking hacker over there?” Akanishi nodded to his friend’s direction, Hwajin looking confused when Geundae glanced at him, nervous. His gaze returned to the nearby teacher who beamed a small smile, “He’s running away from our date, if I may take him…” “Please take him, we are free for today.” Hanrim said as she grabbed Geundae by the back of his collar, dragging him over to stand before Akanishi.
With the two students wearing a bewildered expression as Akanishi held Geundae’s hand, pulling him away as Hwajin uttered, “That was… unexpected…” “They are just dense.” Hanrim stated with a small smile, shaking her head at their antics.
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P.S: probably won't make a lot of OC stories, just liked the premise of this one-shot and posted it :)
Synopsis: another day, another troublesome school that the ERPB needed to investigate, however, while undercover as a student, Bong Geundae didn’t realize the school has a unique solution for the rowdy students coming in the form of the Science Teacher—-which happens to be Geundae’s… friend?
Pairing: Bong Geundae x Fem!OC
Content Warning: fluff, minor angst with a happy ending, fem!oc, female original reader, japanese fem!oc, traumatized childhood, bad parents, canon-typical violence, bullying, swearing, idiots-in-love, mutual pining, cute, mention of abandonment, slow burn, emotional self-sacrifice
A/N: it’s a bit similar to my ‘The Exchange Student’ but some modifications for a female oc! Just retained the Akanishi last name. Definitely NOT PROOF READ! this is not an x reader!
Word Count: 4.8k
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Essential Original Character Notes:
Name: Akanishi Rin
Age: 28 (Under Assumption that Bong Geundae is 28)
Relation to Character: Former College Classmate; Friend
Additional Info-Lite: A Japanese exchange student who studied at KAIST; met Geundae in high-school with some complex history between them, especially since she was a delinquent
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Why am I always the one going undercover…
Forcefully shoved outside the room due to the building ruckus within the room, a student scrambled to sit up and saw his glasses on the floor, fortunately still in-tact. A loud thud made him hurriedly crawl and grab the glasses to put them on, eyes widened when another student was chucked out of the room, coughing while hugging their stomach. He rushed over to help them sit up, seeing their slight frown and bruising cheek, looking down to see his name-tag, Bong Geundae, shrugging him off and standing up to enter the classroom again.
“What are you doing?” A calm voice made Geundae snap his head up, internally relieved to see a black-suited man with hands in his pockets, tilting his head to the disheveled student before him. Geundae stumbled to his feet, uttering, “Inspector Na…!” Na Hwajin hummed as the disguised inspector rushed to hide behind him, peering into the chaos brewing inside the classroom, Geundae uttered, “What do we do?" “What’s the deal with those guys?” Hwajin asked as he removed a hand from his pocket, stretching the stiffened digits.
Fixing his thick-rimmed black glasses, Geundae peered by Hwajin, pointing to a blonde boy, “That one is Jung Hyunjae, the leader of the class and dislikes strawberry—” Hwajin turned to his left to face the hiding inspector who cleared his throat and pointed to another boy,” And that kid is Lee Yongtae, new transferee and was a delinquent. Apparently they are trying to see who will lead Namyeon High… and y’know, fighting…” Geundae stated, grimacing and hiding again when a baseball bat was chucked nearby.
Assessing the situation, Hwajin clicked his tongue and tilted his neck to hear it slightly popt, “Let’s think of a way to stop them first…” He heard footsteps, glancing to the side with Geundae to see another rushing towards the rowdy room. The two inspectors stepped aside to let the student barge in, yelling, “Shit! Guys, Ms. Rin is back!”
The group of rowdy students all froze before the two inspectors, looking amongst each other with an agonizing dread drawn on their faces. Yongtae heard Hyunjae curse as he broke the silence, “Everyone fix the room! Hurry before she gets here!” Like they weren’t exchanging blows, the group unanimously worked together to arrange the chairs and sweep the floor whilst others tended to their obvious bruises and disheveled appearances. Geundae slightly took a step forward and peered in, in-awe as Hwajin hummed, lips curved into a small smile, “I guess Namyeon High has hope after-all.” “Or someone crazier…” Geundae uttered, facing the older inspector, he asked, “What do we do now? They settled down.”
Catching the duo by the door, Hyunjae marched forward and took Geundae by the arm, alarming him. “Yah, get inside and take your seat!” Hyunjae commanded, pulling him inside as Hwajin quietly eyed the student leader who had sweat beading on his forehead and gritted teeth. Before they could question the student, Geundae felt the back of his collar lifted, feeling like a cat, and was forced to stand on his tippy-toes. He saw Hyunjae let his arm go with fear in his eyes. “I heard everyone was busy while I was away. Honestly, you kids couldn’t even behave yourselves, hm?”
The soft and honey-like voice greeted the two inspectors as Hwajin took a step to the side when Geundae was slightly ushered by the collar to the side. A younger woman with ebony hair and thin-rimmed glasses had given a pointed gaze unmatching her soft smile towards Hyunjae who ran inside the classroom, she sighed and noted the student hooked by her hand and faced the older looking inspector with squinted eyes.
“Ah, excuse me,” The woman spoke and bowed while gently letting go of Geundae who slightly stumbled a step toward Hwajin. As Geundae glanced back at the woman, his eyes widened when she gave a small smile, greeting, “You must be a guardian of one of my students, I’m Akanishi Rin, their homeroom teacher.”
The polite greeting threw Hwajin off, straightening himself and gave a tame smile, “Nice to meet you, Ms. Akanishi—” the older inspector took his ID from under his shirt and presented it forward, “I’m Inspector Na from the ERPB, I will be reporting to Namyeon High starting today.” He stated with his usual aloof tone but noticed Akanishi beamed a small smile, nodding and glanced towards the younger inspector beside him who’d seemingly turned silent over the past few minutes.
“I’m aware since ERPB has done so much for school these past few years,” Following Akanishi’s eyes, Hwajin lifted his gaze towards the tall and nervous Geundae who wore a sheepish smile, she added with a light tone, “but I’d wished circumstances were different… it has been a while, right, Geundae-ah?”
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As Geundae stood outside the school disciplinarian’s office, his eyes looked hollow while holding the strap of his backpack tightly, ignoring the taunting and mockery thrown by the passing students. A group approached him, laughing as they shoved him back as a wince slipped from his lips and slowly steadied his gaze to one of the buddies of they guy that led them there, he said, “There you are! Early in the morning and already in-trouble?” “No kidding! Why didn’t ya’ just do his assignment, ha?!” Another taunted, harshly poking his forehead.
“Don’t bother. Someone’s bound to be expelled anyway.” The boy stated with a wicked grin but Geundae, who was significantly taller, looked down at him, making him reach for his collar and shove him to the wall and cause him to stand on his tiptoes, “You want to look down on me, dumbass?” He growled towards Geundae who felt his eyes glossy and fist cocked by his sides while accepting the verbal lashing of his bully’s friend.
Suddenly, Geundae felt his body lowered as the grip on his collar was let go, making him stumble to the side. Hearing the boy glare and turn back to face the person who defied him, yelling, “Who—?!” The boy’s voice trailed off to see a pale hand with slightly scratched knuckles tightly gripping his wrist, “Y-You’re—” He uttered when he was shoved back to his friends who barely registered his falling figure and caught him.
“It seems you have something to say…” The soft yet stiff Korean spoken out made Geundae stare at the pale hand’s wrist which donned a red-threaded bracelet loosely wrapped around it, eyes widened to trail up the limb and see the ebony haired girl with a band-aid on the side of her cheek. Her orbs darkened despite her calm expression and pressed lips.
“Shit… that girl is—” “Taebyun’s fucked!” “It’s her—” Akanishi.
The boy, Taebyun looked intimidated and fumbled to his feet to apologize politely. The group sputtered excuses while leaving the two students alone. The girl gave a side-glance towards the stunned students who mirrored the fearful expression of Taebyun and skirted away to another hall. Geundae staggered to stand straight when she faced him, his face a mix of fear and concern to see her disheveled uniform and faint bruises blooming around her neck, “A-Akanishi—”
“Leave school for today,” Her voice soft yet stern made him bite back his words with eyes wide, “he won’t stop… so let me fix it.” She spoke with her stiff Korean, gaze softening as his eyes remained glossy. “You can’t fix it. They’re not people who settles—” “Geundae. Please.” Akanishi spoke as she shut her eyes and looked down, she added, “For now, let me fix this. Go home for now.”
Feeling his heart tightened ever-so slightly, Geundae held the straps of his backpack and hummed, “... okay,” he moved a hand out and ushered his pinky out, “promise me, you’ll be okay.” He stated as she fluttered her eyes open and looked up at him, seeing his resolute gaze but furrowed brows, Akanishi smiled and lifted her hand to link her pinky with his, she uttered in a low tone, “Promise…” slowly they parted as he took glanced back at her while walking away. Akanishi felt her chest stutter and lips curve down as she held back the burning feeling of her eyes, uttering in Japanese, “Sorry… Geundae.”
You’re right… they won’t settle without someone getting hurt.
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“According to the other teachers, Akanishi-sshi started working here a few years ago and had been in-charge of many troublesome classes.”
As Hanrim stood across from a sitting Hwajin while she listed off information, she took a few documents from the table and passed it towards Hwajin, “Many of her classes were able to graduate the moment she’d intervened leading for her to become an integral member of Namyeon based from the Board’s statements.” Hanrim explained as Hwajin flipped to the student list that started with troublesome and low graded students had suddenly shifted to average and compliant students.
Hwajin pressed his lips together, pondering. Hanrim put her hands to her back, “I find it a bit suspicious that all her students became obedient overnight. Perhaps it must be a similar case from that greedy Mr. Cheon.” Hanrim proposed as Hwajin flipped through the students, shaking his head, “The patterns might allude to such but these students don’t have any value to someone like Cheon… no wealth, no connections, and certainly not fawned by the public.” Hwajin deduced as he recalled the polite woman that completely reigned the troublesome class.
Clearing her throat, Hwajin snapped out of his daze and tilted his head up to face her who nodded to her left, both turned to face Geundae who was silently sitting before his three monitors, staring at a spot on the desk, “What’s wrong with him?” Hanrim inquired as Hwajin squinted and put the document in his hands down the desk with a loud smack, Geundae snapping out of his faze and looking around their temporary base within the school which was another spare classroom, reeling his gaze back towards the two inspectors staring at him.
“Why? What’s wrong?” Geundae asked as he carefully stood from his seat, side-glancing the area near him before returning his focus on the two, Hwajin pointed his index figure down the document before him, asking, “Deputy Bong seems to know Ms. Akanishi by her greeting a few minutes ago… you know her?”
The computer genius saw their intense gave as he swallowed a lump in his throat, humming, “Well… we met when we were studying… we do talk every once in a while…” “Ah~ then perhaps you can explain why her students are so quick to reform when in her presence?” Hwajin expressed with an enamoured tone, eyes widened briefly as if to say ‘tell me’ and lips curved to an amused smile, adding, “Or is it because of something else that’s making Deputy Bong act so strangely?”
Feeling his heart beat fast for a few seconds, Geundae waved a hand and gave a sheepish chuckle, “I really don’t know a lot about her students’ sudden behavior and boosting their own performance!” He argued, gaze trailing for a moment as Hwajin hummed, lifting the document and directing the other end towards his direction, he commanded, “Then tomorrow, please keep tabs on her classes and see if we can find out why Ms. Akanishi Rin is such a miracle worker.”
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This is so messed up!
Sipping a yoghurt drink before class, Geundae stood inside the classroom and peered from his hiding place to stare across the hallway where a loud crashing noise erupted, seeing two familiar students holding each other by the collar, egged on by the other students. Hyunjae punched Yongtae, seeing him take a couple of steps back before charging at the former to kick him in the stomach, cheers and booing coming from the other students depending on who they support.
“Who do you think is winning?”
The voice asked as Geundae hummed, squinting as he fixed his glasses, “I think Yongtae’s chances are high with how rough—what?!” Geundae exclaimed as he jolted back into his hiding spot and hugged the wall, facing the charming and calm woman that snuck behind him. He held a hand to his chest, “A-Akanishi—” “Tsk, didn’t I say call me Rin? You work for the government but you are still so forgetful.” Akanishi stated with a small smile and shook her head, taking a step back to provide him room to settle down, her left hand tucked into her pocket and the other holding the class attendance book.
With a playful smile, Akanishi furrowed her brows and asked, “Why are you watching inside here? Don’t know who to cheer for?” “T-That’s not the point! How’d you even get in here?” Geundae inquired as she nodded her head back, making him look behind her and see the opened window, he hissed, “This is the second floor, you crazy—” He was interrupted by the attendance book’s back lightly pressed on his lips, staring towards the enigmatic gaze given by the teacher, chuckling, “No swearing, student, didn’t you read the handbook?”
Geundae’s breath hitched when she took a step close, only the book separating their face as Akanishi’s intense gaze remained on him, she spoke into the book, “This would’ve been nicer had you not been dressed as a student. It’s a turn off for me.” His cheeks flushed red as she stepped aside him, chuckling and leaving the classroom. With a shaky breath, Geundae staggered towards the door, peering out to see Akanishi holding Yongtae’s leg and Hyunjae’s cocked fist with ease whilst the other students looked afraid.
“Early in the morning and already sparring… would you mind if I joined or would you all be nice and go back to your classroom?” Akanishi asked with a calm tone but felt more like a command as she shoved the two limbs off, leaving them to stagger away from her, responding, “R-Return to class, hurry!” The students nearly pushing each other to the doorway which made Geundae panic and move away from the busy doorway, heaving an exhausted breath.
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Sitting at one of the many cafeteria tables, Geundae quietly ate his lunch while observing Hyunjae and Yongtae glaring at each other from across the room. Mid-bite into his braised chicken, he was caught off guard when a classmate from his room approached and sat down next to him.
“Mind if I sit here?” the girl asked with a soft, warm smile. Clearing his throat, Geundae nodded in consent. “I’m Yena…” “Geundae,” he replied between chews. Picking up her chopsticks to eat, Yena warned, “You shouldn’t nose into those two, you don’t seem like a fighter.” Keeping them in his peripheral vision, the inspector tilted his head and whispered, “Why? They’re always fighting, but they both seem terrified of Rin—I mean, Ms. Akanishi.”
The girl hummed as she swallowed her food, facing the two, “If you didn’t know, Hyunjae was the first leader of class with a different homeroom teacher—” she picked at her japchae, “---it was a whole thing and the whole school bended backwards for him, sometimes even the teachers… Well, one teacher didn’t.” Yena trailed off, delightlfully sighing at the memory as Geundae asked her, “Why? Who… wait…”
“Yup,” Yena turned to him with a bright smile, “Ms. Akanishi did! She was so cool and requested the board to make her our homeroom teacher. I was hesitant at first when she challenged Hyunjae but seeing her win was amazing~” she gathered her hands together and stared up in a daydream, “Hyunjae stopped acting out starting then and any troublesome student who tried to challenge her lost.” She expressed with a smile, looking back at Geundae who looked at her in-awe and disbelief.
Yena grinned as she gently nudged his side, “You must like her, hm~” Her words made Geundae’s face flush red, exclaiming, “N-No!” “Don’t act coy now, I saw how you stared at her and only a fool wouldn’t notice—save for the idiots in our class.” Yena expressed with a grin and gave squinted at his reddened face. Geundae sputtered, “I-It’s not like that!” She waved a hand at his denials and interjected, “Geundae-sshi, a girl knows when a guy is interested in someone. You clearly had heart eyes—not even these glasses can hide them!” Yena pointed to his thick-rimmed glasses.
As Geundae was about to argue, his mind trailed off as his left hand held the side of the glasses recalling their purpose. He inwardly cursed, Wait… the camera has been recording! Would it really catch me staring at Akanishi?! No, I wasn’t… right? I need to delete the footage today!
With a swift grip, Geundae removed his glasses and snapped them into two, hearing Yena gasp and lift a hand when he shoved them into his pocket. “G-Geundae-sshi, I wasn’t teasing you about the glasses… t-those are expensive…” Yena uttered, feeling guilty when he returned his gaze towards her with a small smile, “No, it’s alright, they were really bothering me… don’t worry.” Geundae explained, returning his focus on his meal, thinking back to when Akanishi was teaching and kept sneaking glances in his direction. She gasped when he stabbed his braised chicken and cautiously looked up at her, “W-Was I obvious?”
The girl heaved a breath, realizing his actions weren’t of malice and stifled a laugh, nodding, “Very. but don’t worry, Ms. Akanishi is very popular with the majority of the school population!” Yena said with a proud smile and crossed an arm over her chest, “Ha~ I think we should be proud that our homeroom teacher is so cool, we can hold it over the third-years head.” She added, making Geundae sigh and lull his head down, partially shocked and in-disbelief over his friends’ reputation. “Hm? Don’t worry, Geundae-sshi, Ms. Akanishi’s lessons are so great that we might graduate!” “M-Might is an important distinction…”
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Walking out the halls, Geundae is surprised to suddenly have an arm hooked over his shoulders, intimidated and looking to his right to see Yongtae donning a scowl unfitting for his pretty and icy reputation. “Uh, w-what’s the matter?” Geundae uttered out, making Hyunjae who had held onto him sigh, “Let’s talk, Geundae-sshi.” Hyunjae expressed, pulling him away as Yongtae strode alongside them, unaware of Yena’s alarmed expression behind them.
“W-Wait, wait, let’s talk this out–” Geundae spoke out as he was thrown into the maintenance room of the school, the air dry and warm due to the exhaust nearby, Geundae braced himself on the wall, staring at the silently fuming duo, “W-What exactly is happening? If I did something wrong, I’m sorry!” He sputtered, silently thinking, They’re just like Cho Inbeom and Park Seonghwan…
Yongtae gave Geundae a pointed glare, making him swallow a lump in his throat. “Yah, transferee, just what are you doing?” Yongtae inquired as Geundae furrowed his brow, making him sigh and add, “Falling or even attempting to like a teacher is prohibited by the school so that fantasy of yours is just another loser dream.” The two noted the lost expression on the disguised inspector, Yongtae took a step close which made Geundae hug himself out of habit, “Don’t flirt with Ms. Akanishi… she worked hard to become a teacher.” Yongtae spoke through gritted teeth.
“No! I-I wasn’t doing that!” Geundae exclaimed, mind reeling, Flirt? Me? With Akanishi?!
Hyunjae scoffed, hardly pushing him away, “That makes this much easier.” “By the way…” Geundae carefully spoke out, glancing at them from his peripheral, “I saw you guys were afraid of Ms. Akanishi and even curse her out. I don’t understand why you’re so protective of her.” He saw Hyunjae’s scowl deepened, making him shrink back to the wall as he prepared to smack his chest like how he scolds his misbehaving friends, “Don’t hit him, Hyunjae-ah.”
Seeing Yongtae’s icy glare whilst he turned and took a step back to the side, “Hating someone for being a piece of shit and disliking someone for reprimanding you are different… especially if that person doesn’t even hate you, let alone acts hostile.” Yongtae stated, making Geundae’s round eyes stare at his eyes briefly softening. The disguised inspector slightly side-glanced towards Hyunjae who huffed a breath and stepped aside, Yongtae added, “Ms. Akanishi may be a piece of work… but she’s a respectable human being who knows how it felt to be biased for being different.”
“Clearly you don’t feel scared since you did something like this, Lee Yongta and Jung Hyunjae.”
The calm and suave voice made the two class leaders shudder, freezing on the spot and not looking back. Geundae eyed the homeroom teacher by the door donning a small smile and removed her right hand from his pocket, “Come here. Clench your teeth and stomach.” Akanishi commanded while beckoning them over, Geundae slightly intimidated alongside them.
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Sifting through the written reports of the teacher, noting the drastic difference between having Akanishi present to when she was absent, the multitude of student violent reports and faculty meetings within the span of four days were astounding. Geundae soon reached the last report belonging to Akanishi which simply states her own students are innocent and not causing trouble. So without Akanishi, they really are like a loose cannon…
Geundae shut the document and saw a box nearby with binders, gently pushing back his swivel chair towards the box, he loomed over it to see the reports from previous years. Picking up the closest one, he flipped it open to see the class picture of a class with Akanishi stood off to the side with a small smile, he gently traced a hand over her face, soon flipping to the next page his eyes saw the little memos and written farewell letters of the students, all rough as he slowly smiled at the thought of Akanishi reprimanding the students and giving them a chance.
Soon, flipping to the last letter, he saw the picture of a student looking disheveled and rough, he read the name, Lee Minae, reading down to his letter which filled the page. Lee Minae talked about his hatred of school because of his bullies and the people constantly believing he was in the wrong. He responded by owning up to mistakes he never made because it was easier until a teacher came and stood up against the board to defend him, not even knowing who he was and why he was there. His initial hatred of the teacher until he heard her similar experience, it made him feel pity and began attending class hoping to prove her worth;
‘... I wanted to prove to her she was wrong about herself and show her friend that she was also worth something… I hope one day she’d tell him the truth of that so-called sunny day… that she loved him to do something so foolish that day.’
Letting out a shaky breath, Geundae’s breath hitched and tears dropped atop the plastic covered print-out of the letter. He felt his heart clenched tightly as he flipped to the last page for the teacher’s final farewell which made him see her small printed picture on the top-center of the page. His gaze staring at the short phrase she’d written down on the empty spot, he read:
‘A pinky promise is a small gesture that carries a thousand words; you may feel insignificant now, but someday you’ll find your purpose and passion in this world.’
Staring at the phrase as his lips cracked a small smile, Geundae let the tears fall as he looked around at the temporary office, scoffing incredulously, “Wah… I’m so stupid.” Moving to run a hand into his hair, he shut the book and roughly nestled it atop the other binders in the box, gaze off into the distance as he recalled the bright smile she gave on that day outside the disciplinarian’s office, he chuckled while sniffling, “We kept missing each other… and to think it’s all because of that small gesture?” he uttered, looking up at the clock to see it was far from dismissal.
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“Akanishi?”
Walking out the school while holding both Hyunjae and Yongtae by the ear, Akanishi glanced to her left to see Geundae wearing casual clothes. She gave him a small smile, “Oh, Geundae-ah, what’re you doing out this late? I heard Inspector Na and Inspector Im had gone offsite.” Akanishi stated as she let go of the duo’s ears, seeing them rub their reddened ears and wince from her peripheral as she watched Geundae slowly approach her, soon seeing his slightly puffy eyes to which she frowned and spoke, “What happened—”
Her eyes widened when Geundae engulfed her smaller figure into a hug, hands reaching his sides while huffing a gasp, “Geundae?” “Can I just hug you a little longer?” Geundae asked, voice low and slightly shaky as she felt her cheeks dusted pink, humming and patting his back. Akanishi saw her students looked mortified and was a few seconds from prying the two of them apart when he added, “I’m sorry I was too slow…”
Akanishi blinked a couple of times as he gently let her go, staring down at her confused expression, Geundae stated, “I saw those farewell letters… and Lee Minae’s letter,” Her eyes widened slightly as he sniffled, adding, “You didn’t have to do that. That day, I let you walk inside there and take the blame… and you probably took many of their hurtful words to make sure it was easier for me…” Geundae’s lips quivered as his eyes burned, making him use a hand to briefly cover the falling tears, nodding and lowering them to face her.
Like an imaginary weight was lifted from her shoulder, Akanishi sighed, “After all this time, I finally got caught,” She lifted a hand to gently swat away the tears from his cheek, “Lee Minae really does have the devil’s luck… to think he’s causing my decades worth of lies crumble this way, Aigoo.” Akanishi expressed, seeing his lips curve to a frown and rested her hand atop his cheek, he asked, “Why did you do that?”
“I pinky promised,” His eyes widened in disbelief when she lifted her left hand to gesture a pinky promise, “if I got hurt or had to leave behind my dream as a computer genius, I just need to keep my promise to you and be okay, even if it was a lie back then.” Akanishi stated as he slightly scoffed, looking confused and took a step back to whip the slight snot falling from his nose. “You are just lying! This must just be a joke, right? You wouldn’t do something risky just because of me—” “Don’t think of me like that, I built myself up to make sure I can look you in the face with dignity,” She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, “Also why would I joke about something like this…”
The inspector looked at him, mouth slightly agape and baffled at her resolute answer, looking towards the two boys and asked, “T-Then, did you really accept these classes because you wanted to help them? A-also, why do you act so rough with them, you can get in-trouble!” Geundae exclaimed, fortunate that it was late and there were scarcely any students. Akanishi shut her eyes, responding with a small stiff smile, “If I get them to listen by smacking them, then it’ll happen! Also, this is to make sure no one ends up like you or me, you romance quack!” Her words made him slightly freeze up, looking bewildered and tears soothing down, she added, “Oi, you graduated from KAIST but don’t understand?”
“I love you, you idiot!”
The two troublesome students gasped as Geundae’s eyes widened at the statement, uttering, “M-Me?” while pointing to himself, feeling his cheeks turn warmer as Akanishi heaved a breath and lightly shook her head with an exhausted smile. “Really?! I didn’t think—I mean I love you too—But I mean—” “Breathe.” Akanishi stated as she cupped his jaw, squishing his cheeks to prevent him from blubbering anymore.
“Do you want to go on a date with me?” Akanishi asked as she softened his gaze, making Geundae hum out, “Yeah.” Slightly nodding due to how Akanishi held him, giving him a smile and letting go of his face. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow,” Akanishi said as she patted his chest, side-eyeing the two students who were preparing to leave, “I have to make sure the boys don’t fight on the way home.” She added, making the duo freeze in place, avoiding her gaze as she stood on her tippy toes and planted a chaste kiss on his cheek before standing properly, “Fighting.” She said as she slowly walked backwards and away from, seeing his cheeks warm and a slightly silly smile on his face.
“Wow, how romantic.” The sarcastic masculine voice made Geundae shudder, seeing Akanishi’s playful grin, hauling her students and forcing them to run away with her, he swallowed a lump in his throat and slowly turned around to see Hwajin with slightly widened and bewildered eyes beside a sly grinning Hanrim, giving him a nod and a thumbs up.
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P.S: I was curious about what it would look like for a female original character when I saw a comment from @worldofmaiko, so yey.
