Chapter 2

Bran is our new math teacher in the postgraduate entrance examination class.

He was so tall and handsome, an absolute male god.

As soon as he stepped onto the podium, even the female students who usually loathed math began to pay close attention.

While listening, he continued, "Teacher, please say more." "Teacher, what else?"

That's not all. After class, they would surround him and ask him questions.

Even my goddess, who looks like a fairy, is an absolute academic master

They would come to our class just to seek Bran's help, all for a chance to talk to him.

I felt a surge of jealousy!! Very jealous! Very jealous!

Bran is simply the public enemy of all boys!

But I can't deny my envy.

Those long legs, that handsome face, and his clear, humorous teaching style—it's no wonder even I find myself wanting to listen to his lectures, let alone my goddess.

Though I may not excel in my studies,

I know my own limitations.

There is no way I can compare to this kind of male god teacher.

It’s better to get along well with him and take the opportunity to get close to the goddess.

Who knew that when I took the test paper to ask questions, he actually called me stupid in front of the goddess, which made me very angry.

I vowed to get my revenge on him if I ever got the chance.

And now, that opportunity has arrived...