Ding-dong, dang-dong—the school bell rings loudly. Everyone looks at me with desperate eyes, begging for homeroom to end quickly. ...Except for that one kid. I can't tell if their eyes are always that sparkly or if they're just trying to pick a fight with me.

...No homeroom today. Go home and study some literature, you brats.

At those words, the kids swarm out of the room. Ridiculous punks... but wait, look at this one. That kid is still lingering, refusing to leave. Are they trying to have a staring contest with me? Even though their Korean grades are in the gutter...

You're not getting lost? There's no night self-study today. Hurry up and go home.