📝 R.N.R.H. ፧ minhee & jungmo.

seventy five.

"mister koo jungmo?" the professor asked as he walked back to the platform after talking with someone outside.

wonjin raised an eyebrow and looked at his friend; who's smiling on his phone like an idiot. "hey, aren't you koo jungmo?"  he whispered.

"of course, you twat." jungmo rolled his eyes and slid his phone in his pocket.

"why aren't you answering our prof then?" wonjin retorted.

"h-huh?" jungmo confusingly turned to look in front when he heard his name being called.

"u-uh, sir! it's me." he raised his hand hesitantly.

"oh— you're excused for the day." their prof spoke in a soft manner, smiling a little.

"e-eh?" jungmo became more confused.

"what eh? hurry up and bring your things now." the old man looked at him like a proud father and whispered. "by the way, goodluck on raising the baby, brave young man."

jungmo's friends looked at him in awe. "er— uhm, let's talk later." he told them before leaving.

he immediately went outside to cut his curiosity, but then found no one but the empty hallway.

"what does my prof talk about?" he pouted while stepping away from their class room. "whatever. i'll just go to the cafe."

jungmo fished out his phone from his pocket, looking at the recent text messages he received while heading his way to the cafe.

"aah!"

and before he knew it, jungmo was pulled into a tight and warm hug.

"you don't respond to my messages so i just came here myself."

"k-kang minhee?!" jungmo exclaimed, facing the younger.

"yes, your one and only." minhee winked.

"h-how—"

"if you're wondering what i reasoned to your prof, well i told him that you are having a baby and you must come to the clinic." the latter smirked.

"w-what?!" jungmo asked in disbelief. "i don't even have a girlfriend — what are you say—"

"i am." minhee cut off his sentence with a deep voice.

"eeh?!" jungmo knitted his eyebrows at the younger's strange behavior.

"i am the baby."