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"is she insane? what is she doing?! stop her, tae!" i could see jennie and taehyung are rushing towards me with the corner of my eyes.

i started to feel all kind of emotions. nervous and anxious at the same time, looking at the man in front of me.

i'm so embarrased.

i quickly pushed him away and run towards my friends. i hid behind them.

"what are you doing?!"

"what's going on?" jennie and taehyung asked in unison.

"that's him. that's the father of the baby." i whispered to jennie.

"what?! him?! that's the guy?!" jennie seemed to be in a bad mood as soon as i tell her he is the one.

"hey! you! over there! funny coincidence running into you here!" jennie shouted not-so-loudly as taehyung tried to pull her and calm her down.

"how dare you seduce chaeyoung and get her preg-" taehyung shut her mouth by using his hand.

i just standing there, doing nothing. this is so overwhelmed for me, to see the father of my baby here.

"ji-hyo, who is she?" i could hear the man calling ji-hyo and asked her about me.

yes, that voice. he spoke to me in a low voice that night.

yes, it's that voice.

"ah, she's my homeroom teacher." said ji-hyo. both of them turned to look at me.

"miss park, this is my uncle." i just couldn't meet him in the eyes as ji-hyo introduced her uncle to me.

this is so embarrassing.

"hey, kid. is he really your uncle? he's not one of those fake uncles like-" jennie. again. argh this is double embarrassing.

"shut up, jen." said taehyung.

"yes, he's my uncle, jeon jungkook. and i'm his niece, jeon ji-hyo. i'm not sure what you're imagining, but do you need me to show you legal documents to prove it or something?" well at this point, if jennie don't believe this kid, i don't know what to do anymore.

perhaps, write a resignation letter.

"well, there's no need to go that far." this time jennie is calmer than before. thanks to taehyung.

"you're ji-hyo's homeroom teacher? i don't know why you grabbed me like that, but i'd like you to come out. so i can introduce myself properly." he said while fixing his suit.

what was his name again? jeon jungkook. yeah, that's his name.

jeon jungkook.

"what are you doing, chae? he wants to introduce himself." jennie whispered to me while gently elbowing my arm.

no any other way, isn't it?

"yes. hello. i apologize." i walked towards jungkook and bend slightly as a sign of respect.

and obviously, i don't want to look at him.

"but ji-hyo, what are you doing here?" might as well change the topic. what am i even thinking?

jennie is true. not everyone came here with the same reason as i am.

"ah, me? it's a bit complicated, but my family is a bit unique." ji-hyo said shyly.

"what's so unique about you getting a sibling?" her uncle asked, looking at his niece weirdly.

"aw, come on! i'm still not used to hearing it! miss park, please keep it a secret from the other kids. please?" said ji-hyo while gently smacking her uncle's chest.

"ah, well.." i just nodded.

chae, you were completely off-base. why did you jump in like that? just because you're pregnant, doesn't mean everyone else is too, you dummy.

"what brings you here, miss park?" not this question. think quickly!

"ah..urm..my friend is pregnant." i said while pointing towards one of my friends.

"what? your friend." but i am not pointing at jennie, instead i accidentally pointed at taehyung.

"no, no. not him. her! the one right next to him! all three of us are friends. they're not married yet, but they will be! see, she's pregnant, and out of loyalty, as her friend, i came here with-" i kept on babbling as long as she don't know what's the real reason.

but, god is a better planner.

"park chaeyoung!" a nurse called out my name.

welp, i'm screwed.

"we're ready for you now, park chaeyoung!" she called again.

"miss park?"

"i'll tell you later." i told ji-hyo before walking towards the room.

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as soon as chaeyoung enters the room, all of us sit at the waiting space. why this kid and her uncle are even here? they still know nothing.

"hey, kid. shouldn't you be on your way?" i asked the kid.

"my name isn't 'kid', it's jeon ji-hyo. i want to wait for miss park first." her answer was getting on my nerve, but i let it slide anyway. this kid and her mouth.

"oh, really? i don't think that's what your teacher would want." i replied as my eyes moved to see her uncle.

yeah, chae is true. he is good-looking.

nice clothes, nice shoes, a complete package i said.

i was worried he'd be some low-life scum, but he seems to be pretty well-off. he's good-looking and he's wearing expensive brand. does he have a lot of money?

he met the woman he had a one-night stand with at the gynecologist and he doesn't seem fazed. he seems to be good at keeping a poker face.

he seems deep in thought. i want to talk to him and know what he's thinking.

tsk.

i feel like i'm going to burst, but i'll refrain.

hmph! park chaeyoung, you idiot.

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yes, i am in a deep thought.

i think, it's her.

that was the first one-night stand i ever had, but it was nice. no, if i'm being honest, it was an incredible night.

i woke up groggy but in a great mood. at least until i saw the two bills she left me.

"what is this?" i asked myself as soon as i saw the money on the bed side table.

at first, all i could do was laugh. and then for some unknown reason, i felt a sense of shame and anger. she trembled in my arms awkwardly and then left me two bills. was that all i was worth to her?

i can't believe a woman paid me for sex.

later on, i wanted to know more about that woman, so i spent a lot of time and effort looking for her. but she was nowhere to be found.

but after i saw her earlier, grabbing my collar.

i never imagined she'd be the homeroom teacher of ji-hyo.

i took a glance over the man that sits at the end. from what i can tell, i don't think that young beanpole is her husband.

but why would she come to the gynecologist?

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the doctor put the ultrasound picture of my baby on the table.

"you're six weeks pregnant." she announced.

"ah..i see.." i don't know what to feel. so, i just looked at the ultrasound, hoping something would change for good.

"miss, did you come alone? your husband didn't come with you?" i was a bit startled when the doctor asked me that question.

husband?

"i'm sorry?"