Charlie is a good teacher whose class I enjoy but he sometimes loses track of time, immersing himself too much in teaching and I subsequently get to go to my next class few minutes late.

It could have happened again today; he was specially on fire since it was our first time doing ceramics. So, everyone in the class tried to imply that it was 9:15 by intentionally looking at each other's watch, but Charlie dully didn't pick up our hints. Then, someone brave had to make a martyr of oneself and say to Charlie, "Charlie, class is over".

I saved everyone. Minji smiled at me as a sign of appreciation.