And Si Hon sat very still with that question sitting in the center of his chest like something that had always been there and had only just introduced itself properly.
After a while.
The teacher had run out of patience approximately two name calls ago.
She crossed the room in quick sharp steps and slammed her hand flat against the top of Si Hon's desk with a crack loud enough to make three nearby students flinch sideways in their seats.
"Eun Wo!!" Her voice came out tight and frustrated, the specific tone of someone who had been professionally calm for too long and had finally hit the wall. "Why aren't you answering?! Are you even listening right now?!"
Si Hon turned his head slowly and looked at her.
That was all he did.
He didn't say anything. Didn't blink particularly fast. Didn't shift his expression in any intentional direction.
