11 Virtues A Hero's Civilian Friend Must Uphold (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 46

The embodiment of South Korea’s private education system. Na Eun, who often jokingly called herself that, had long felt that her part-time job at the cram school suited her quite well.

“Ah, Teacher! I’m telling you, I didn’t get this one wrong!”

Look, your solution is correct, but you marked the answer wrong! Na Eun shook her head firmly and marked it as incorrect, facing the student who was making a fuss while pointing to their own written solution on the test paper.

“If you accidentally shifted your OMR sheet, are you going to kick up a fuss at school to get it corrected too? This is part of your skill. Even the math teacher said we shouldn’t overlook this kind of mistake.”

Having worked as a teaching assistant at this cram school for quite a while now, Na Eun no longer even blinked at students pulling antics like this.

Her job was to grade the unit test results and deliver them to the teachers, and she coldly dismissed the whining student begging her to raise their score by just one point.

She was in a hurry—she needed to quickly grade exam papers for about thirty students and then print out vocabulary tests assigned by the English teacher.

Deep in concentration, she was swiftly moving her red pencil over the test sheets when she heard a crisp knock on the self-study room door and lifted her head.

It was the teaching assistant scheduled to supervise the next shift in the self-study room.

“Teacher Na Eun, I’ll handle the grading. Could you help set up the new math teacher’s classroom? They’ve replaced both the blackboard and the projector, and neither I nor the new teacher knows how to operate them, so someone needs to show us.”

The teaching assistant, who had less experience at the cram school than Na Eun, seemed burdened by the task assigned to them.

Since Na Eun could now easily manage most odd jobs around the cram school, she confidently stood up and agreed.

Leaving the self-study room, she headed up to the tenth floor where the faculty office was located.

Because the elevators were crowded with students, she’d taken the stairs from the eighth floor, where the self-study room was, all the way up. Pushing open the door, she stepped inside.

Just then, the administrative manager standing ahead was laughing and chatting with someone tall whose back was turned to her.

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