my tutor. [yang jungwon]

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"we've assigned you a tutor to help you twice a week with your studies."

"he's from your year group."

"yang jungwon."

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i had never even heard of a 'yang jungwon' before this and i really thought i knew everyone in my year.

nevertheless, i turned up at the designated meeting place for our sessions.

i saw him sat by himself in the library, sorting through a pile of notebooks. i presumed it was jungwon. the only thing about him i could see clearly was his dark black hair.

i walked towards him.

"hi." i said nervously. "i'm yena."

the boy quickly looked up.

"hi yena! i'm jungwon."

his eyes sparkled when he looked up at me. i know, it was just the lights reflecting in them, but there was something beautifully mesmerising about them.

"please sit down."

i did as jungwon said and sat in the seat beside him.

"so i thought we could start by looking at circle theorem as i'm told you struggle with it."

the lesson continued and it turned out that 'yang jungwon' was better at explaining than my actual maths teacher.

"thank you jungwon, i learnt a lot today!" i told him once we had wrapped up the lesson.

he smiled shyly.

"that's okay i'm glad i can help you."

i met up with my friends when our lesson was finished just before the end of lunch break.

"where have you been, yena?" sunghoon asked me as i approached the group who were sat in a circle on the grass.

"do any of you know a yang jungwon?" i asked ignoring sunghoon's question and sitting down beside jake.

there were a few shaking heads.

"yeah, he's in my history class. he's very smart." jay said. "why?"

"no reason."