As Miss Minseo, Myeora, and the other girls started walking toward the classroom, they suddenly saw students pouring out of their classrooms—running through the corridors, yelling, hooting, shouting, causing absolute chaos, and most importantly... celebrating.

Everyone had received the urgent notice.

Miss Minseo froze.

"What on earth is happening?"

She looked at Myeora and the girls.

"Do you girls know what's going on?"

They immediately pretended to be just as confused.

"What?"

"Why is everyone running?"

"Did something happen?"

"Is there some kind of emergency?"

Myeora tilted her head innocently.

"Maybe something happened?"

The other girls nodded enthusiastically.

"I think so too."

Students rushed past them from the opposite direction.

Miss Minseo managed to stop one girl.

"Excuse me! What happened?"

The student grinned from ear to ear.

"Didn't you see the urgent notice?"

She immediately pulled out her phone.

"It says today's classes are cancelled and school's closed for the next two days!"

"Oh wow!"

"I'm finally going to catch up on my Chinese drama."

"Who would've thought we'd get this lucky?"

"I'm already late."

"I have so many episodes waiting for me!"

Without another word, she sprinted away.

Miss Minseo blinked.

"...Urgent notice?"

She slowly turned toward Myeora.

"How come I don't know about any urgent notice?"

She smiled politely.

"Could you hand me my tablet for a second?"

"I'd like to see what everyone's talking about."

Myeora smiled sweetly.

"Of course, Miss."

"Here you go."

The moment she handed it over—

She intentionally let it slip.

Clash!

The loud thud echoed through the corridor.

Everyone gasped.

Myeora secretly smiled.

The screen definitely cracked this time.

Before anyone could react, Miss Minseo bent down surprisingly fast, picked it up, wiped the screen with her sleeve, and examined it.

"...Still perfect."

She smiled brightly.

"No problem."

"I had Gorilla Glass installed."

"I drop my tablet all the time."

"Honestly, it was one of the best investments I've made."

"You should get it too."

Myeora's smile twitched.

"...Unbeliveable."

Miss Minseo looked up.

"Hm?"

"What happened?"

Myeora immediately forced a smile.

"Nothing!"

"We should probably head to class."

"Bye, Miss!"

"We'll see you..."

She awkwardly corrected herself.

"...after the holidays."

Before Miss Minseo could say another word, Myeora hurried away with the girls.

One of the girls whispered nervously,

"Won't we get into trouble if she finds out?"

Myeora didn't even look back.

"It'll be too late by then."

"And honestly..."

"...it won't matter."

She glanced sideways at the girl.

"Do you really think she can go against me?"

"Me?"

"Do you even know who I am?"

"The family I come from?"

"The reputation I carry?"

"The school practically runs on my family's donations."

Another girl quickly intervened.

"Sorry."

"She's new."

"She doesn't really know much about you yet."

Myeora gave the new girl a cold stare.

"Then update her."

"By the next time I see her."

"Otherwise..."

"Don't bring her anywhere near me."

"I don't like fake fans."

The three girls immediately bowed.

"We're sorry."

They pulled the new girl down with them.

"Say sorry."

The new girl awkwardly bowed too.

"Sorry..."

Myeora sighed dramatically.

"Whatever."

Just then—

Mr. Kang Joonhyuk, the PE teacher, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blowing his whistle.

"So..."

"The rest of the students are already enjoying their unexpected mini vacation."

He looked at Myeora and the girls.

"Why are you still standing here?"

"Aren't your bags waiting for you?"

"Hurry up."

"I want to go home too."

"I've got adventures waiting."

He dramatically pointed toward the classrooms.

"Move!"

Then he paused.

"Oh..."

"And while you're away..."

"Reflect on your actions."

"And the consequences."

"I'm sure..."

"...or maybe I'll personally make sure..."

"...everyone pays the price."

He smiled.

"Just saying."

"Happy mini holidays."

"Trust me."

"You won't be looking forward to coming back."

He blew the whistle again.

"Don't run!"

Nobody listened.

Within seconds, students were sprinting past him.

Mr. Kang sighed.

"I tried."

Myeora scoffed.

"What a jerk."

"I seriously don't understand why everyone admires him."

"He's so weird."

She looked around.

"Isn't he?"

The girls hesitated.

"...Yeah."

"I guess."

"Sure."

None of them sounded convinced.

Myeora narrowed her eyes.

"I said..."

"...he's weird."

"Isn't he?"

This time they answered much louder.

"Yes!"

"Of course!"

"Absolutely!"

Myeora nodded with satisfaction.

"That's better."

She adjusted her bag.

"Let's collect our things."

"Then..."

"...let's casually pass by the staff room."

One of the girls quickly offered,

"I can carry your bag."

Myeora immediately refused.

"No."

"I don't like people touching my belongings."

The group quietly walked past the staff room.

Inside—

Miss Minseo had already returned to her desk.

One teacher laughed.

"I don't know who this Miss Minseo is..."

"...but she certainly knows how to deliver good news."

Another teacher groaned.

"I've worked here for ten years."

"Why wasn't I told first?"

A third teacher sighed.

"Our students are involved."

"We're their class teachers."

"We should've been informed before anyone else."

Another one happily packed his bag.

"I don't care."

"I'm going to my mother's house."

"Come on."

"Let's go speak to the principal."

Meanwhile...

Miss Minseo finally unlocked her tablet and opened the school communication app.

She stared at the notification.

Her smile disappeared.

Her eyes widened.

"I..."

"...sent this?"

She blinked.

"When?"

"I don't remember sending anything..."

She reread it.

"...Did I?"

"...Oh no..."

"Oh no, no, no, no..."

From across the room she overheard teachers asking,

"So who's this Miss Minseo anyway?"

Without saying a word, she quietly grabbed the little nameplate from her desk and hid it inside the drawer.

Then she hurriedly packed all her belongings.

She joined the group of teachers heading toward the principal's office, deliberately walking at the very back.

One teacher glanced at her.

"Who are you again?"

Miss Minseo laughed awkwardly.

"Oh, come on."

"Now's really not the time for jokes."

"Let's focus on what's important."

She casually wrapped an arm around the teacher's shoulder and kept walking.

The teacher looked down at her bag.

"Why are you taking all your belongings?"

"We'll be coming back."

Miss Minseo forced a laugh.

"I..."

"...don't think I'll be coming back."

"Or even be allowed to."

She laughed a little too loudly.

Tears immediately filled her eyes.

The teacher frowned.

"Why are you crying?"

Miss Minseo quickly wiped them away.

"Oh."

"Allergies."

She sniffled.

Looked away.

Forced another smile.

"Terrible allergies."

As they continued walking toward the principal's office, Miss Minseo suddenly spotted a sign pointing downstairs.

← Storage Room

Her eyes lit up.

Without warning—

She bolted.

Running down the basement staircase as though her life depended on it.

The teacher walking beside her looked around in confusion.

"...Miss?"

Silence.

She blinked.

"...Where did she go?"

It was as though Miss Minseo had vanished into thin air.