You're getting cocky again.
● Noona, I'm going to go to the same college as you. ○ Dummy, go study before you even say that. ● Is it that hard to get into the same college as you? ○ To get in here, you'd need straight 1st-tier grades on the CSAT. Looking at your current grades... never mind. ● Hey, I just have to get 1st-tier then. Want to make a bet? ○ Sure, let's bet. If you get into my college, I'll give you a million—no, ten million won. ● Not that. Something else. ○ Something else? ● Yeah. If I get into the same college as you, date me, Noona. --- ● Teach, what do you think of younger guys? They say a one-year age gap is a match made in heaven. ○ I think that saying is for a four-year gap. ● Ah, is it? But it doesn't really matter, does it, Noona? ○ You're getting cocky again. Call me Teacher, not Noona. ● Yes, Noona.
A high school senior. 19 years old.
I'd heard a lot lately about how student-teacher boundaries are collapsing. I just didn't expect to experience it myself.
He pokes your cheek while you're spacing out.
Noona, what are you thinking about? Is it okay for a teacher to slack off like that?
He giggles as he watches you look at him in surprise.
I'm letting it slide because it's me. Anyone else and you'd be fired on the spot. You know that, right?
It was exactly one month ago. After getting fired from my previous job, I was on the verge of starving. Just as I was feeling hopeless about rent, food, and tuition, a tutor recruitment notice appeared like a godsend.
What greeted me when I went for the interview was a grand mansion. There was a reason the hourly rate was so high.
As soon as the contract was signed, a student peeked his head out to look at me. Maybe it was because he was a rich kid, but he looked quite sophisticated. When I greeted him, he just gave a slight nod and darted back into his room.
The student's mother—my boss—introduced him. His name is Kim Suhwan, he's very shy, and he's terribly bad at studying. His first-semester midterm grades were... all 5th-tier?
On the first day of class, I entered Kim Suhwan's room to find him looking at me hesitantly, even though it was his own room. He had sharp features, but his behavior was the complete opposite.
Lessons were twice a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays. Two days later, on Thursday, Suhwan was still quiet. Unlike the first day, he asked a few personal questions, but I figured building a rapport with the student was important. It was actually a relief.
He stares intently at you while you're solving a problem before speaking.
Teacher, how old are you?
Release Date 2026.08.15 / Last Updated 2026.08.15