We decided not to cross the line.

Episode 14. Practice Bug

The day I saw the brave and, in a way, bold side of Park Hoon-ji.

I didn't know if he would come to the next class or not.



Then, if I don't become a student, can we become friends...

Does that mean you're not going to teach anymore?



I also don't know whether I should go to class or not

I had been worried since the day before.



Even so, without any conclusion

Since I couldn't skip class

On the morning of class, I started getting ready.





With what face, and what should I say?

It was the first time I had encountered such a difficult task that I could not solve.



I headed to the class with a heavy heart and heavy steps.





'Should I just tell the CEO I'm sick and leave...'

A million thoughts raced through my mind.



The traffic wasn't bad today, so I arrived 30 minutes early.





How can I look you in the face?...



Okay... let's act like nothing happened.





When I arrived in front of the practice room,

I sensed a presence inside.



Are they already here?



I pressed my ear close to the door.





"You're here?"



"H-no..."



Did your friend come?



Did you come?



Should I raise the end a little?



"Oh, you came early?"



"No... this... really... ah..."





What are you doing all alone?



As I listened carefully,

There were no other words, only the repeated "You're here?"





No... why do you keep repeating the same thing?



After thinking for a moment, I

Suddenly, I opened my eyes wide.



'Wait a minute... no way...'



Are you practicing?






I almost burst out laughing for a moment.



I bit my lip tightly.



It was really such a shame to watch it alone.







I knocked and opened the door, worried it might be embarrassing.



"Uh... you're here?"



He spoke in a louder voice than usual.



For a moment, I hesitated about how to answer.



"okay.."



I held back my laughter and sat down.





You came early today?



I bit my lip and asked.





"Yes... no... uh, I came early."

I don't have a schedule in the morning, so...





"I see..

I want to drink coffee. Can you get me some?





Yes... uh, okay...

I'll be right back. You're going to have a latte, right?





No, I'm going to add a shot and make it really bitter.



I had to suppress my laughter, even if it meant sacrificing the bitterness.





Only after confirming that he had gone downstairs

I laughed like crazy.

I really thought my belly button was going to fall off.



When he returned,

He was surprised when he saw my face.



Why is your face so red?

Is it hot?



"Huh? No... it's not hot..."



"But why is your face so red?"



"You went out and came back, so why am I hot?"



"You're right..."



Thanks for the coffee. You added an extra shot, right?



"Yes... uh..."



Now, let's start class.





During class, he



"yes"



I did it



"uh"



It was a total mess.





Why did you even practice when you can't even speak informally properly....



Even just recalling the sound I heard before I came in

I felt like I was about to burst out laughing.



pinching my thighs and biting my lip tightly

There was no torture worse than this.



While holding back laughter like that

I was barely managing to continue the class.





Suddenly, he looked at me with wide, rabbit-like eyes.



"teacher!"



"yes?"



"It's bleeding!"



"yes?"



"There's a lot of blood. Wait a minute... where's the tissue..."



He hurriedly searched the surroundings.





Where is the blood coming from?



At that moment, I felt a fishy taste in my mouth.



As I absentmindedly wiped my lips, blood stained the back of my hand.



That was the case..



I kept biting my lip to hold back my laughter.

Eventually, the lip burst.



He panicked, handed me a handful of tissues, and

He jumped up from his seat.





"are you okay?'



Are you sure it's really okay?



I could see that he was fidgeting.





However, that appearance

It overlapped with the image of him practicing speaking informally to himself just moments ago.





Did you come?



Oh, you came early?



The voice I heard at the door came back to mind.



Eventually, the laughter I had been holding back burst out again.





"Stop...stop...sit down...please...hehehe"



"No, why is the blood suddenly coming out?"



He asked with a serious face.





Is it coming from inside your mouth?



At that moment, I burst out laughing again.





Park Hoon-ji



"yes?"



"Stop making a fuss and sit down... haha"

It's nothing serious, so don't worry and sit down.





What is the blood?





It's because I bit my lip.

It's a habit. A habit. It doesn't bother me at all.

Is that enough?




"Ah... I see..."


I was really surprised...




He seemed much more sincere.




But why are you biting your lip like that?


"Enough to draw blood?"





"I'll be right back, I'm going to the restroom. I taste blood..."




Shall I go with you?




The women's restroom?




"....."


"ah..."


"right..."


Go ahead..





I went to the restroom to sort things out.

When I returned to the practice room

He was nowhere to be seen..





"Where did it go?"



In his hand as he hurriedly opened the door and came in

He was holding an envelope containing gauze.



I stared at the envelope quietly.



And, I saw his face, beads of sweat.



Only then did I think I knew where he had been.





"Just because my lip is split and bleeding..."





"I really don't know?"





"...No... I think I know..."





"Did I get late again...?"