Just an ordinary private tutor

Were you really scared?

After that date, the teacher became incredibly cold.
It wasn't originally a particularly sad or bright image.
Should I say that the concentration of that chicness has become thicker? Little by little
We don't even have the small talk we used to have anymore.
When did you say you wanted to stay by my side?
Have you changed your mind already?

"Excuse me, teacher."

"why."

“Aren’t you being too cold these days?”

“I was always like this.”

“You were so affectionate last time.”

“I did it because I thought that was what you wanted.”

He ignored my sigh and read the thick workbook.
He put it down on the desk and left. He told me to unpack it all.
Of course. There's a lot of homework...
Thanks to the teacher, my grades have improved a lot, but my relationship hasn't progressed.
I'm really worried that I might be the only one drinking kimchi stew.
They say unrequited love is hard, and I guess that's true.

I decided to skip studying today because I was feeling upset.
Even if it sounds like an excuse, there's nothing I can do.





The day after such a gloomy day, I had an unexpected experience.
I had to go through it. It was past 9pm. I finished my night shift and went home.
I was walking back. My trudging steps felt heavy.
I walked more briskly for no reason. How on earth am I going to fix this streetlight?
I wonder if he has any thoughts. He's still blinking.

‘It would be less scary if there was someone there.’

For example, that teacher. He won't show up anyway.
It's just a vain dream though.
I suppress my regret and walk hard again,

Thump-

A dull sound of footsteps was heard.

Thump.

Someone stopped behind me. Who is it? I mustered up my courage.
I looked back slowly.
There's a man wearing a black windbreaker. He doesn't say anything.
I had an ominous feeling that he was watching me without doing anything.
There was a suffocating silence for a long time.

The moment the man flinched, he started running.
I ran with all my strength. If I stopped, I might die.
I don't know. It felt like my legs were moving on their own.
I thought I was going at a fairly fast pace, but I felt like I was getting slower.
We're getting closer. Just when I think we've caught up,

The person who was swearing softly from behind turned to the other side
He ran away. Did he run away because he saw something?
I quickly looked around, thinking I might have seen a police car.
But what I heard behind me was an unexpected voice.

"Do-ah...!!"

To my surprise, the teacher was there. I felt relieved.
Without hesitation, he hugged me as soon as he saw me.

“Hey? Teacher, what’s wrong?”

At first I thought it wasn't the person I knew. He was holding my shoulder.
Because I was crying sadly while patting her.
I thought of him as someone with a steel mentality who wouldn't shed a single tear.
I found that sight quite embarrassing.
Is this really that cold person?

“Where are you hurt? Are you okay?”

"No. Stop crying..."

Suddenly, I found myself having to calm him down.
That's that, but how did you know where I was?
As if he had predicted what would happen to me.

“Were you very scared?”

“I was scared earlier, but it’s okay.”

It was a little hard to breathe because he was hugging me so tightly.
But what can I do? I'm crying so sadly, so I'll just stay still for now.
It has to be there.

"...I'm sorry, I'll come sooner next time."

What is the story behind that guilt?
I couldn't say a word until my tears stopped flowing.
All I could do was wait.