the death bell | na jaemin √

十四

_rule 14
any confidential information about YLH that is revealed to those who are not students or staff in YLH will result in major punishments and will be considered as a crime

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[s e v e n d a y s t i l l e x a m i n a t i o n]

the next morning was the weirdest morning for jangmi, with an exception of the day she met jaemin. this morning she had walked alone, her bagged slung around her shoulder and her eyes subconsciously searching for another pair of familiar ones but to no avail did she find what she was looking for

7:50

he should be here by now... she thought, checking her watch one more time just in case she went blind or something.

he usually waited for her before she even left her dorm or he ran up to her as soon as she stepped foot out of her dorm. he never left her walking alone in the hallways like today

there was 10 minutes till class started and she getting worried something may have happened. last time they had left off, it was fine and now, she was felt something off on this particular day

she arrived at the lecture room for computer science and still not sign of him and jangmi was actually beginning to get worried. this particular day renjun was also later than usual, leaving only a few minutes before the lecture starts

"uh renjun" she turned around to face the dark haired boy. to be completely honest, it was still a bit awkward between the two "do you know when jaemins coming? he's unusually late"

renjun shifted in his seat uncomfortably "um...he-he won't be coming"

FLASHBACK...

"ms kim? sorry to bother you again" renjun knocked on the office doors, his heart beating faster than last time he did this

"renjun! come in" the teacher inside welcomed him with open arms

"i have a request...again" renjun stood in front of her as he nervously gulped

"whatever it is, i'm sure we can fulfil" the teacher was a little too enthusiastic for his mood right now

"could you...transfer jaemin back to dance? he said that computer science was a bit hard for him and would like do what he's good at" renjun cajoled

"you do understand he just transferred yesterday correct?" now the teacher didn't look so happy

"yes...but i do believe that students can only achieve better scores in subjects they are both passionate and good at. it's like forcing a student who just started swimming to do kilometre continuous swimming in under 5 minutes. they will not get good results as we know how important results and education is in this country and school. jaemin has outstanding results in his dance class but contrasting results in computer science. so please, allow me to fill in na jaemins form to transfer subjects." renjun bowed and without even acknowledging the teacher response, grabbed a pen and filled in the subject transfer sheet under a minute, sliding it to the teacher and thanking her politely

"thank you, i appreciate your assistance" renjun smiled one last time and left the room

"what why?" jangmi almost bolted out of her seat but thought otherwise

"he transferred back to dance" renjun states simply, pulling his seat closer to jangmi's "could i see your notes yesterday? i had trouble with the different types of files"