Let Me Be Reborn

Hansol's expression changed subtly.

· · · Representative Classes for Students? ”

“Yes, I heard that second-grade practice involves observing, but it's one of your own classes, isn't it? ”

Hansol's eyes narrowed and became suspicious.

‘What? It looks like you're a long way from studying · ·. Is he greedy for credit? ’

“So you want to have a class where the principal and the principal attend? On behalf of?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm · · ·. Weren't you elected senior class president yesterday? ”

“I have.”

“Student council classes are determined by student council. They say I give them a map, a description, but I don't have the authority to randomly select representatives. ”

“Ah · · Right. ”

Hansol also had a representative class in a student practice.

I volunteered because I could get my practice scores from the grades' representatives anyway. Of course, she has been flaunting her abilities by showing off her perfect class since she was a student, but her troubled memories remain vivid because of the unrivalled cooperation of her comrades at the time.

Ah, it was. For a trainee like that, representative classes are hard work.

Do you think he knows what the main course is and supports it? ’

Do you know how many days it takes to properly prepare a 50-minute class? ”

In Hansol's particularly talkative appearance, he sensed that his assessment of himself had changed in reserve. The answer to this question will determine your dislike rating.

‘Let's be careful. It's a very unusual personality, so if you don't answer quickly, you might forget your score. ’

I couldn't use the info window twice in a row, so I couldn't expect help from the recommendation. Then Taun read her mind with the Sound of the Heart skill.

{That's interesting! Let's see what you have to say.}

‘Hmm? What is this? ’

The problem with the Sound of Mind skill is that it tells the target his current thoughts. With just this, I had no idea what she wanted to answer.

‘Yes. Do you have another skill? ’

He had the skills to experience at least two failures.

Rossi, get Izzie ready. ’

[Yep. I'll prepare Izzanda's skill.]

The display came up with two choices.

1. If you are going to be a teacher, you should not avoid the class.

2. I want to get a practice score.

"Well, is that a choice between Justice and Celia? Hansol is a wise teacher, so I'm sure number one is the right answer, right? ’

After using a skill for a long time, my head pings as I enter virtual reality.

“If you're going to be a teacher, you shouldn't avoid the class. ”

Hansol grins as he answers.

“Is that the only reason? ”

“· · · Yes? ”

“No, by the way, if you want to decide, ask the class council yourself. I'll be off then. ”

That's not it. ’

He turns the divergence point to choose a second option.

“Can I be honest with you? ”

“Whatever.”

“I'd like to get a practice score. ”

“· · · What? ”

Hansol was a little bewildered by his blatant answer. Even if I needed a score, it was because I rarely had the audacity to say it with my mouth.

He didn't notice, but was driven away.

“Actually, I'm aiming for the senior class this time. The goal is to get a full scholarship. But I think it would be unfair if the ratings dropped in the practice. ”

“Hmm · · ·. ”

Hansol's eyes shifted.

Boy scouts targeting death squad towers? ’

It was weird no matter how I saw it.

Good-looking face, looks like a bespoke suit.

Even though I looked here and there, I was far from studying. Would you believe me if I chased a woman around like a parasitic brother? I can't believe I'm after a full scholarship with that face.

Hansol didn't really reach out to him.

“Interesting answer. But if that's the case, I can't take it anymore. I'm not the kind of person who takes requests personally. ”

“I'm not asking. He asked me how I could do it. All right, I'll tell you what I do when I talk to the class president. If it's me, I'll ask you for guidance later. ”

He leans back with a polite attitude.

Hansol's gaze was filled with this gaze, looking at his magnificent back panel.

"Hmm. Funny kid. ’

She was very motivated.

The habit of winning was to wear it on his body.

I didn't like losing in any way, and I've lived by virtue of winning in competition. The sincere ‘greed’ of teaching Hansol with such a warrior-like nature was read as a spirit and determination.

She thought that desire and longing were the true attitudes of the students. Suddenly, I liked the lesson. Just a little bit.

"Yes, come up as a representative. I'll train you so hard that you'll cry. ’

She begins to be intrigued by the thought of training her lessons.

* * *

"Hoo. I hope you got some points with this." ’

[I will. By the way, it's been a while since I've had a crush on my master. Who doesn't look like they're working at all? · ·]

‘That's different for everyone. Appearance may not matter at all, depending on your values. ’

[I see.]

Is this your class tour now? ’

[Yes.]

After finishing the first lesson, he went to observe with Hyejin as the third year of the 2nd grade. Hyunah, the homeroom teacher, introduced the two people in front of the students.

“Here we go. Attention. These are the teachers who will be joining our class for two weeks from today. Say hello to everyone. ”

“Wow! You're tall! ”

“Hey, handsome! ”

“You're beautiful. ”

“Between you two? ”

The two middle class boys had welcomed the crowd in a commotion. At the last mischievous question, the baby frowns and gives a warning.

“Hey, I know a useless person who's going to stay here and forget about it today. ”

“Woo."

“These things! ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Come on, you two, lightly introduce yourself. ”

Taun introduced himself in front of the church to the gesture of his hand.

“Hello, second-graders. My name is Lee Do-hoon, and I hope you take good care of him for two weeks. ”

“Do you have a girlfriend? ”

Jung-hyuna shouted whether she disliked the dishonorable attitude of her classmates.

“Hey! You guys told me not to ask useless questions, right? And what are you to the teacher, brother? From now on, I'll be your teacher. ”

“Yep!"

“What is your subject, Dr. Douhan? ”

“It's gym.”

“Tongue, what makes you so good at exercising? ”

“Bona mana football. Don't you see? ”

“Could it be baseball? It's a Hot-ajun body.”

“I'm more of a fighter myself. ”

The students asked a lot of questions whether they were excited about the young male teacher they had seen in a long time. He would, too, because the youngest of the Southern teachers who are currently in school was in their mid-30s.

Therefore, it was inevitable that the lessons that were not much older seemed curious. He led the conversation by leading young students more skillfully than he thought.

“Every workout is a little different. ”

“Wow! I knew it! ”

“Next time you get a chance to play soccer with your classmate. ”

“Fantastic!”

“My class will win! ”

Jeong Hyun was impressed to see that he quickly became close with his students.

‘Pretty good? Middle-aged boys are troublemakers, even veterans. · · Is that all a sophomore can do? ’

because, of course, we don't know anything about his history.

He had a different experience than any other ordinary college student. He had a lifetime of Lee Jungwoo who had lived for more than 40 years. The memory of a successful life as a worker for a long time has made young lessons like a seasoned middle-aged man.

It was easy for him to deal with boys who were only 15 years old.

The problem occurred because he was too well-introduced.

When Hye-jin who was frozen, he stuttered and did not even look at the students.

“I, I am Baekjin, no Park Hye-jin · · · ”

“Wahaha! Don't you think you're overreacting? ”

“I can't hear a thing! ”

“Sing! Sing! ”

“Chang-ryong Kim, Dae-jin Lee! You two stay here today and don't forget to use two! ”

“Ugh!"

The intervention of the class ended the difficult introduction, but it was time for them to express their personality. While taking a break, Hye-jin headed to the grades lab and blamed himself for his frustration.

“Ahh · · ·. I guess I'm not a teacher. ”

“What's the matter? You did good.”

“No problem. It's dark and I can't even tell you my name. ”

“The boys are very playful. ”

He comforts her.

“No, my brother was really natural. I couldn't even look my students in the face. ”

“It's hard to do anything right from the start. And I was more in love with him because I was the same man. ”

“Oh, yeah? ”

“Well, if it was a girl's school, it would have been the opposite. Don't be so nervous, we're just observing this exercise anyway. I was fine today.”

“Thank you, brother. ”

“Oh, I overheard a student say you're really pretty. ”

“Ze, really? ”

Hye-jin quickly turned red with a compliment he didn't usually hear.

It was not an objectively ugly axis, but an overly dry body with an unconfident expression obscured her beauty.

He continued to make up stories that were not there to restore her confidence.

“Yes? I was standing in front to introduce you, and the boy in the front row said, You said Sam, the female teacher. Respect. ”

“John? What's that? ”

“Uh, so · · · · ·. ”

He hesitated to speak frankly. It was a moment when I was wondering if it would be okay to say this to Hye-jin who looked innocent.

‘Era, I don't know. I'm supposed to eat it later anyway. Let's just yell. ’

“So · · · Well, it's fucking pretty. ”

“What the fuck? What is that? ”

Hye-jin tilted his head to make sure he didn't use slang well. It sounded impure to me, but I was frustrated because I didn't know the exact meaning.

“Curious?”

“Yes.”

“It would be embarrassing to say what you mean · · ·. ”

“It's okay. I hate being ignored by kids because they don't even know the language. ”

The lesson of Hyejin's confirmation followed a detailed explanation.

“So I'm actually talking about changing the fucking mind, but here I'm talking about the dick of a fucking guy."

“· · · Yes? ”

Hye-jin blinked his big eyes when he said penis.

In broad daylight, it was because I never imagined I would hear such a thing at school.

“Ugh, well, I see. ”

He shrugs.

“Oh, I shouldn't have explained it. I feel like I'm the only one who's weird. I just wanted you to know. ”

Hye-jin apologized and apologized to him as he looked disgusted.

“Oh, no. I'm sorry, but I was so slow. Please continue to explain. ”

“So the whole point of fucking-fucking-fucking-fucking-fucking-fucking- In other words," erectile. "It goes from" fucked-up "back to" fucked-up, "and the prefix is anagram to" fucked-up. "”

“Ahh · · ·. ”

Hye-jin was dumbstruck in the encyclopedia description of the doctrine, but began to infer the meaning of respect that the students said.

“I mean, respect is · · ·. ”

“Right, because it means you're fucking pretty, which means, um, you're sexy enough to be erect? ”

“Huff! Me, me? ”

Hye-jin was startled and closed his mouth with his palm. He continued to provoke her because her reaction was fun.

“Well, maybe it's because they're boys. ”

“Really? Even though I'm only in middle school now? ”

“Of course. Middle school student · · · Oh, you play hard. ”

“Hit what? ”

“So · · · I'm a little embarrassed but do I have to say this? ”

“It's okay. Explain yourself. ”

“I mean, my daughter. ”

“Daughter?”

“Masturbation. ”

“Ahh · · ·. ”

Hyejin's heart fluttered with provocative words of continuous instruction.

It was a very obscene conversation to have after two days.

‘Ey, talking to a man like this · · · is too embarrassing and embarrassing. Do you think he's okay? Don't I look like a woman? ’

Hye-jin, who had a habit of being compassionate, felt proud of how he behaved. I thought that if I saw myself as a woman, I would not be able to talk like that easily.

‘You must think I'm too comfortable because my breasts are small and not pretty. A little upset · · ·. ’

“Men usually beat up when they're in middle school. You'll be faster than the girls. ”

“Yes, yes? ”

Hye-jin was even more embarrassed by the repetition of doctrine.

Incidentally, there's only two of them in the grade lab.

Hye-jin, who was not used to gossiping in private, was embarrassed and uttered nonsense.

“Well, I didn't masturbate. ”

“Huh?"

“Ah, ah so · · · like that, not so good · · ·. ”

“No, I meant that a man opens his eyes to the castle earlier than a woman. ”

“Yes, I see. ”

“Well, don't feel bad about it. There's a girl teacher who's a lot younger and prettier than her homeroom teacher, so the boys are probably just excited. They're just kids, you know. ”

“Yes · · ·. ”

Hye-jin blushed and bowed his head. It felt like she was a strange woman, even though she didn't mind.

What was I supposed to say? Oh · · · I wish I could hide in a rat hole somewhere. ’

At that time, I asked Hye-jin again in a passing word.

“Are you sure? ”

“· · · Yes? ”

“Have you really never masturbated? ”

The conversation became more and more perverse.

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