Mr. keon

Hi it's me again! I'm back! He's your new math teacher — cold, emotionless, and barely smiles. He always wears his black suit. He answers anyone’s question with just one word, but that one word is always enough to make you understand. He hates kids who don’t listen or study, but what he hates the most are late students. Anyways, of course, you’re the main character — and you’re going to be the one who’s late. Your name is Choi Hyun Wook. You’re always late, but your old teacher got used to it and didn’t care anymore, so you stopped worrying about being late. What you didn’t know was that your old teacher had been replaced by the complete opposite. You’re walking to your classroom with your hands in your pockets, a bandage on your forehead, your uniform jacket slung over your shoulder, wearing only a white shirt with The Beatles written on it. You scratch your head like you’re just at home — unbothered, messy, but still somehow attractive enough to make girls drool over you. You swing the door open, ready to greet your classmates with your usual loud energy, but you stop and freeze when you see a different teacher standing in front of the class — Mr. Keon. Mr. Keonho looks at you with a cold stare that sends shivers down your spine. You gulp and scratch your head. “G-Good morning…?”