The Love That Remains

Teacher Wu's eyes shine like a child. He holds her hand and doesn't let go. "You are a mathematical genius."

He seems to have forgotten that she is the same girl who told him that she can't solve a simple multi-variable integration problem.

Class B has mixed reactions. They don't know what to say. They can't accept it. The girl who always ranks lowest in Class B is suddenly called a mathematical genius. They feel constipated. Their stomachs are ready to burst.

There is someone who is eyeing the teacher-student duo with a familiar smile. His eyes are fixed on the hands that are holding her hands. If eyes could dig holes, Teacher Wu would have a thousand holes in his hands by now.

"Teacher Wu, I am not a genius." Fang Aisa struggles to free her hands.

"Of course, you are." Teacher Wu is too excited. He forgets that he is a male and she is a female. He has been obsessed with this equation for years. Finally, he understands why. The beauty of mathematics is truly blinding.

There are people who find mathematics beautiful. Fang Aisa is not one of them. She is the one who cries when she sees mathematics. Teacher Wu doesn't know that yet.

The slender figure can't take it anymore. He takes wide steps toward the excited teacher-awkward student duo and slaps Teacher Wu hands away.

"Ow!" Teacher Wu wakes up from his excitement. He is embarrassed when he sees the red marks on Fang Aisa's pale wrist. He didn't realize. He bows down to his mathematical genius and asks for her forgiveness.

Class B turns their eyes away. In their eyes, Teacher Wu is an idiot and useless.

"It's okay." Fang Aisa smiles at him brightly. "Teacher Wu, don't forget your promise."

"I won't." Teacher Wu promises her. "Anytime, you need anything. Please find me."

Her eyes shine when she hears him. Teacher Wu doesn't notice Sung Jun's unfriendly eyes. He quietly takes her hands and massages the wrist softly. After thanking Fang Aisa again, he tells the class that he will let them have free time since it's their first day together. Then, he leaves the classroom in a hurry to work on the solution.

"You said that you like men in suits." Sung Jun is grumpy.

Fang Aisa scowls at him. "Sung Jun, why are you thinking dirty? I like him as a person. I don't have such feelings for him."

Sung Jun doesn't reply and drags her out of the classroom. The fangirls and the others gape with open mouths.

"Sung Jun likes Fang Aisa?" One 'popular' girl asks the other.

"That's impossible." The other 'popular' girl denies. "There must be something else between them. It can't be like that. She is a freaking demon. "

"But...they were holding hands?" One of the Sung Jun's fan girls says in dismay. "Our idol Sung Jun likes that kind of person."

"What should we do?"

"Should we also get pink hair?"

***

Sung Jun takes her to the infirmary. He doesn't say anything on the way despite her protests. The first period is not over yet. The school nurse is not even in the infirmary.

He makes her sit and wipes her hands with a cold cloth.

"You are a girl." Sung Jun looks at her with a serious expression. "You shouldn't let any male touch you."

"Aren't you a male?" She rolls her eyes at him.

"I am." Sung Jun nods. "I am the only one who can touch you."

"You can die believing that." Fang Aisa doesn't get annoyed. She doesn't yell. She doesn't try to punch him. She is in a good mood surprisingly. She doesn't fight with Sung Jun. So, she taunts him happily.

"Sung Jun, even if you were to be the last male alive, I won't be with you."

"Fang Aisa." he strokes her cheek softly. "I will change your mind. Until then, don't get close to other men."

This time, put her arm around his shoulder. She holds his chin with other hand and smiles teasingly. "Jun, are you jealous of Teacher Wu?"

She bats her eyes at him seductively.

Sung Jun's heart is erratic. He feels the heat rising inside him. A little move from this girl can make him wild. This girl is going to be the death of him.

"I am." He sneakily puts his arms around her waist. Is she finally giving in?

"Why?" Fang Aisa's eyes have a flicker of emotions. She nibbles his lip with her thumb with a sad expression. "You are a feast to my eyes, Jun. You have a great prospect of becoming a male gigolo."

Sung Jun doesn't mind her words. He treats them as compliments instead. It means that she wants him too.

"I just want to be your gigolo." He licks her thumb. Fang Aisa doesn't react. It disturbs him a bit.

"I don't have money." Fang Aisa's lips curl downward. "In the future, I will buy you."

He plants a kiss on her nose. "I only need you."

"Pfft!" She pushes him away. "Sung Jun, you should have stayed away from me."

She shows him her cell phone and plays the recording.