Just an ordinary private tutor

Final exam

It's already been a month since I started taking private lessons, and now the final exam day is approaching.
It was coming. I had been studying really hard during that time.
I hope that results come out.....
As I sighed, as if the ground was falling apart, Mr. Beomgyu glanced at me.
Look up.

“What’s going on? Sigh.”

"Teacher, I'm not ruined, am I...?"

He tilted his head as if he was puzzled by my words.

“Why do you think so?”

“I’m working really hard, but it doesn’t seem like much has changed.”

I confessed in a rather gloomy manner, but what did the teacher find funny?
He smiles with the corners of his mouth raised. His face is brighter, so it looks even better.
I was angry.

“Don’t frown, you’re ugly.”

"Oh, teacher!! Seriously! I'm serious."

“You might think I’m just saying this, but you’re doing great.
And solve problems better."

Those words slightly eased my anger. I had been clenching my fist for no reason.
The teacher, sensing my gaze, crossed his arms and leaned on the back of his chair.
Leaned back.

“Trust in your abilities. If you really don’t trust me, then just trust me.”

“Of course I trust you, teacher.”

"Hmm... I feel like I've regained my energy now."

He smiles so brightly, as if he is satisfied.
When I look at the teacher, I somehow get the impression of a cheerful high school boy.
It seems like it. Is it because I'm wearing a bright yellow hoodie? Today is a bit
It has a cute high school student feel.

“No homework today. I’m going.”

"Oh, just stay a little longer."

“How come you keep holding me back every time? Do you like me that much?”

"Of course! If I see you every day, I won't have any more wishes..."

The teacher, who was standing there awkwardly with his bag on his shoulder, was doing something
He turned around solemnly, as if he had made up his mind. Then he sighed briefly.
After resting, he suddenly stuck his face in. Wait, is it too close?

“What was your midterm grade?”

"Huh? I'm almost at level 7."

I'm speechless and embarrassed even though I'm saying it with my own mouth.

"Then let's do this. English and math for the finals this semester
If you get above level 4, I'll give you one thing you want."

My eyes light up. Are you really going to give me what I want?

"Oh really?"

"Oh. So, work hard."

"There is no softness."

The teacher takes a step back, looking uneasy at my determined gaze.
He looked like he regretted saying those words.

“Is there anything you want?”

"Yes. Going on a date with me."

"under....."

He touches his forehead as if he thought, "Oh no." Whether he does or not, I'm already
I started to let my happy imagination run wild.

"Hey, Doa. That..."

“I told you there was no need to be soft!”

The teacher, overwhelmed by the pressure, waved his hand with a sullen face.

“Okay, okay. Just for one day, though.”

"Yay."

The teacher opened the door and went out listlessly.
You absolutely must get a grade 4 or higher on this test.
Even for my date.