Mummy & Daddy's Naughty Diary
Kwon, the guidance counselor, had emailed me last night and asked me to come see her tomorrow.
I reached her office and knocked brightly. "It's me, Ms. Kwon."
"Enter," she answered, a wavering note to her voice.
I opened the roof to find Ms. Kwon seated at her desk, her hands clapped tightly before her. She was a gorgeous, Korean woman with her black hair pulled up into a bob. She was just about to turn thirty, a refined and polished woman. She always felt so elegant to me in her reserved blouses and long skirts.
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