"Open the gate... Open the gate, Di..."
The sound of subtle air howling echoed in Kai's mind as he rested his head on the desk, sleeping. And like an annoying mosquito in the summer, a loud voice rang through his ears.
"Jin-sung!... Cha Jin-sung!"
"Huh?" Kai muttered, rubbing his still sleepy eyes.
In front of him stood an old teacher holding a large book, teaching history class, which was by far his worst subject back on Earth.
Kai glanced left and right at the female students who were still awestruck by his appearance and the male students whose eyes brimmed with jealousy, before sighing.
"He's cute even when sleeping."
"Right?"
"Do you think he's dating anyone?"
Ignoring the side conversations from the students, Kai shifted his gaze to the teacher in front of him. He stood to his feet, lowering his torso into a bow. "I'm sorry for sleeping in class."
The teacher stared at him for a moment, then clicked his tongue. "This is why I hate pretty boys."
