The classic short story

[Yeon] What if my child's teacher is my ex-boyfriend?

W. Malrang

"Mom-! Mommy!"

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"Mom is here-"

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Jiyu, who was reaching out from below, begged for a hug, so I quickly picked her up and left the house. I had called the director yesterday and was planning to register her at the kindergarten today.

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I liked my new neighborhood. It was quiet... and the neighbors seemed friendly. Well, it's only been a week since I moved in...

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"Mom, are you here? Are you Jiyu? Hi, Jiyu~"

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"Ahhhh-!!"

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"Jiyu, you should say hello instead of hello."

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"Ugh, Sir. The director's expression was kind as he laughed at Jiyu, who was burrowing into my arms and shaking her head. "Mom, come in here."

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As we headed to the counseling room, the director explained the paperwork and various other instructions. The kindergarten is quite large... Our Jiyu will have to adapt well.

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""Mom, I have to go soon, so Jiyu's teacher will come instead of me."

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"Ah... yes"

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Well, I've already heard the basics anyway... so it won't matter. I patted Jiyu's back as she quickly fell asleep in my arms.

It was seriously cute. When I poked its chubby cheek, it flinched and then quietly whined. Hehe, so cute.

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Drumroll-

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"Oh, hello teacher....."

"..Han Yeo-ju?"

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"..Uh.. Huh?"

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It's Choi Yeonjun. Crazy, it was Choi Yeonjun... It's the real Choi Yeonjun. Choi Yeonjun, who was standing there with a shocked expression like me, was wearing a cute apron, unlike his serious face.

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Hey... is he the teacher in charge?

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Have you ever seen such a terrible relationship... You son of a bitch. Choi Yeonjun and I broke up two years ago. Of course, back then, I was like, "You're crazy about Choi Yeonjun."

I didn't even have the guts to say, "I'm pregnant!"

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"..I didn't know you'd be here teaching"

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"Then when did you get married? Your child seems pretty grown."

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"Do you know?"

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Jiyu actually looks exactly like Yeonjun. As Jiyu grew up, she started to resemble Yeonjun more and more, which made me feel a bit bitter. But I raised her all by myself, saying, "She's precious, like gold or jade, my child is beautiful." Without even knowing it.

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"Ugh...Mom-"

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"Hey, Jiyu, are you awake?"

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I hugged Jiyu again and patted her on the back. Jiyu blinked a few times, then realized there was a stranger before her and stared intently at Choi Yeonjun.

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"Hello!!!"

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"... hi"

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Do you know? That you're my little brat? Since I'm the only one who knows the truth, it felt strange for three of us to be in the same room.

I have a child... a father and a mother;

What kind of opening and closing scene is this?

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"I'll go."

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"Just a moment, heroine"

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"..what"

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If you have something to say, say it quickly. I deliberately avoided looking at Choi Yeonjun, who jumped up with me and grabbed my shoulder. Meanwhile, I was wiping the mouth of the child who was drooling and squirming in my arms. Then, Choi Yeonjun's words made my whole body freeze.

"..who's the baby's father?"

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"..."

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"Who is the baby's father?"

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You son of a bitch... Choi Yeonjun asked me this question quite seriously, so I hid my feelings and answered nonchalantly.

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"Stay home"

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Of course, that's bullshit. The kid's father is right in front of me, so there's no way he'd be home. Choi Yeonjun remained silent for a moment after my answer, then stared blankly as I gathered my bag and stood up.

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"Hey, let's pretend the kindergarten registration never happened..."

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"Why did you give birth to him and raise him alone? Why don't you just break up?"

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"..uh?"

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"I'm Jiyu's teacher. It clearly says on your documents that you're a single mom."

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"..."

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Ah, I'm so embarrassed... My lies were immediately exposed. I felt unnecessarily ashamed. With nothing more to say, I just stared at the ground, and Choi Yeonjun spoke again.

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"Whose child is that? If she were two years old, we would have broken up by then."

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"..I don't know"

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"Han Yeo-ju. Tell me honestly so I can help you."

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"What's the point of helping? What difference will it make if I tell you now?"

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"If I were the father, things would be different!!"

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"..."

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Jiyu must have sensed my flinch as well, as she hugged me tightly in surprise. "Speak quietly. How dare you, a teacher, yell in front of a child?" Choi Yeonjun bit his lip at my words.

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"Jiyu, are you playing with your toys over there?"

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"yes!"

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Jiyu struggled to escape my embrace at my words. I carefully placed her on the floor. After confirming that she was playing with the toys in the corner, she immediately hardened her expression and looked at Choi Yeonjun.

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"That day, you failed the test and drank alcohol."

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"..."

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“..I told you to be careful, you bastard.”

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"Hey you!... What if I say it now?"

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"It's true that I gave birth to it and raised it without permission. It's my child."

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You understand? There's no need to pretend to be the child's father now.

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After saying that, I stood up. Just as I was about to call out to Jiyu, who was sitting playing alone, Choi Yeonjun grabbed my arm.

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"Don't talk nonsense, Han Yeo-ju. Tell me your home address and pack your bags and come in today."

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