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Taehyung or Mr Kim made sure there was at least three of each crayon on each table. Placing the spares in his wooden desk draw. He sipped his tea from his "world's best teacher mug". It had been a gift from the previous year, a pastel mint colour with a white bear on it smiling a smile which mirrored his. He anticipated for the clock to struck nine so he could meet the new children he would make memories with. Taehyung valued each child, he adored them, these were one of the many reasons he became a nursery teacher.
He looked around the classroom making sure everything was perfect, for first impressions were important not only with parents but children as well. He pushed his matt black mullet backwards out of his eyes still slightly squinting them due to the sunlight. As he pulled down the blinds halfway showing random letters and numbers the bell rang. He straightened out his beige plaid shirt, which was tucked into black trousers, a knitted sweater keeping him warm.
Parents and children came rushing in, the sound of soothing hushes and wailing filling the room. He watched how some children cried hugging their parents while others clung onto them not wanting to let go. One child jumping onto his father's back refusing to be left behind, Taehyung making his way to help. As he attempted to help the father release from the child's grip, he noticed a small figure enter the room a young woman following behind.
The child looked way too happy to be left alone, a wide bunny grin plastered on his face, the women behind shaking her head at his enthusiasm her brown bangs covering her eyes slightly. Taehyung watched as the women helped the child remove his jacket showing him how to hang it in the cloakroom. Isn't it a bit lazy to make your elder child drop off the younger? he thought as he still attempted to pull the crying child away from his father. Of course, he was in no position to judge the families of the children he would be teaching.
He continued to watch the young child kiss the woman's nose, cupping her face as a return of her kissing his forehead, cheek and nose. He waved goodbye with his small hands, waddling his way to the table with his iron man backpack which was far bigger than him. Taehyung couldn't help but giggle at the small child. He finally managed to pry off the crying child from his father, the father practically running out.
The crying child making his way to sit next to the ironman backpack kid. The smaller child noticed the other crying, tears streaming down his now rosy cheeks, nose sniffling. The smaller child blinking a few times his mouth open in shock, before he pulled out a tissue packet once again with Ironman on it. He handed it to the other child rubbing his back, until the other stopped crying wiping his face. Taehyung couldn't help but awh at the child helping the crying one.
Once the last of the children had settled down Taehyung walked to the front of the class clearing his throat. All the children silently looked up at him big eyes, some smiles, while others had their mouths open wide in shock. The sniffles could still be heard as Taehyung let out a small chuckle and introduced himself. " Hi, I'm Mr Kim and I will be your teacher for the year, I hope we have some fun."
