"Okay, class, let's save the jokes for later.

" Taemin sheepishly smiled at Jongi

n, as though it was an apology. He looked at his file folder again. "Oh... Sehun
?"
All eyes (except for Junmyeon, of course, who was still so engrossed at his smar
tphone) suddenly turned to his direction. He rather felt uneasy with all the att
ention; he hesitated before standing up from his seat. "I'm... Oh Sehun," he mut
tered, his eyes scanning every person in the room.
He patiently waited.
"Oooooooohhhhhhh," crooned Jongdae, a silly smile plastered on his face. "Sehun.
"
Byun Baekhyun and Park Chanyeol stifled a laugh. Jongin and Tao covered their mo
uths with their hands, their shoulders moving as if they were snickering.
Oh, I fucking knew it.
He shot a quick glare at Jongdae's direction. "I would really prefer being calle
d as Sehun." And he sat hastily.
"Ooooohhh. I-I mean, yes, thank you very much, Sehun." Even this bowlcut teacher
can't help not joining the sick surname joke. "As the principal said earlier, I
would