• An Yujin

The dismissal bell rang and the children began running through the hallways. You waited outside the classroom with your arms crossed, observing the playground of the new school. You still hadn't gotten used to the city or the idea of ​​having left everything behind because of the move.

Your brother had insisted that his new teacher was "very kind," but you didn't expect to meet someone like An Yujin.

The classroom door opened and she came out, following the last of the students. She was carrying some notebooks and had a calm expression. When she saw you, she gave a small smile.

"You're here for Minho, right?" he asked softly.

You nodded.

—Yes, I'm her older sister.

Your brother appeared behind her, quickly slinging his backpack over his shoulder.

—Noona! Teacher Yujin said I'm good at math.

"And she talks a lot in class too," Yujin added, amused.

You rolled your eyes while your brother protested.

-It isn't true.

Yujin let out a small laugh. She was pretty… too pretty to be just “your brother’s teacher.” That caught you off guard.

"She adapted quickly," she commented, looking at you again . "I guess the change of schools wasn't so difficult."

"Our grandparents were a great help," you replied . "They wanted him to be in a quiet place."

—Well, they made a good choice.

There was silence for a moment. Your brother was already distracted, looking at something on his cell phone, leaving them practically alone.

—So… — Yujin tucked a strand of hair behind her ear — I hope to see you around here when you come to pick it up.

You felt a small smile escape you unintentionally.

—I suppose so. Although it depends on whether my brother stops getting into trouble.

"Hey, " he complained.

Yujin laughed again, and this time you noticed that her gaze lingered on you for a few seconds longer than usual.