๐™๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ

Background color
Font
Font size
Line height

(A/N: even though it seems like so, this is not an useless chapter( อกยฐ อœส– อกยฐ) look for the details...)

For the past few hours, I'd been studying hard. But I still had no confidence in taking this test.

The fact that the teacher said this was going to be a big test added pressure on me.

"Ow!" I moaned in pain and held my head when I hit someone.

A pair of black shiny leather shoes.

"Miss. Kim, long time no see."

I lifted up my head meeting a pair of puffy eye smile and that annoying smirk.

I cleared my throat and took a step back.

Way too close boi.

"We just met yesterday in biology lesson, dumbass."

"Woah, calling your teacher a dumbass, huh? You wanna have detention don't you?" He put his hands into his pockets and tilted his head looking at me from above.

I could feel my cheeks heating up.

Let's be honest.

There were three things that were dangerous about Park Jimin.

First, his smirk.

Second, his flirtatious attitude.

Third, his height.

Yes, his height.

Being 159 cm tall only, standing beside him was like standing next to a big statue.

Jimin who now seemed to have noticed my reactions asked with an even more teasing voice, "I wonder if those blushing cheeks came because you're unwilling to have detention or because you're attracted to my bossy attitude?"

Can I say both?

"Attract my ass, I need to go now," I mumbled and walked pass him but he almost instantly grabbed my wrist pulling me back.

"What do you want now?"

"Sorry to disturb your fangirlling mind," his smirk grew wider.

I'm not! At least don't expose me...

"But Miss Kim, you haven't submitted your essay from 3 weeks ago. To be precise, it might be a month ago ."

"Wait do I?" I scrunched up my face.

He chuckled, "yes you do."

I just froze there with a totally miserable face like I just fell into a black hole.

Jimin rolled his eyes and finally talked like a normal friend that I had,"yah, I did teach you last time when we're having a private tutoring class, I remember you almost finished it, where is it now?"

"I honestly have no idea which one you're talking about," I laughed. It's entertaining to see Jimin being so done with me yet he could do nothing. He couldn't punish me or whatever.

"Well then I hope the following scene recalls your memories."

"What scene?"

"The time when you gave me the cup with 'my favorite daddy!' printed on it and you-"

"Oh fuck! Now please shut up!" I yelled and covered his mouth making him stumble. I looked around and made sure that no one heard him before I released him from my grip.

"So? Remember?"

"Yes, the essay, you taught me in our first private lesson."

"And so? Where is it?"

"It's saved in my laptop. I..I can send it to you later."

"Send it to me, right now." He nodded his head as his words came out of his mouth. He raised his brows waiting for my reassuring 'yes'.

Now that is sexy.

"Sure..."

"Good, after you sent it to me, meet me in my office."

Then he left.

I sighed. I pressed my hand against my chest. I could feel my heart racing.

"Gosh, what did he do to me," I talked to no one. I sheepishly bit my lower lip and ran away.

I turned on my laptop and began typing as fast as possible. I hadn't even finished my essay but I lied about it. I still got two more paragraphs to go.

"Done." I clapped my hands together after I sent it to Jimin's email address.

Actually, why do I still need to go see him after I've submitted the homework already?

I blushed.

Maybe, he wanna see me?

I looked onto the floor and covered my face with my long hair.

"Why is he doing this to me? I just don't..ugh, just tell me if you like me! Cause...I like you too but if you don't fucking tell me, things won't work at all!" I whined and clenched my fists, of course, in a cute manner.

I should get going now.

I tried my best to calm down. Before I went to Jimin's office, I went to the library to print my essay out, just in case he needed a copy of it.

I was now standing out of his office. I took out my small mirror and brushed my hair with my fingers.

Nice and tidy.

"Jim-"

"Hey Seohyun!"

I looked over my shoulder.

"Oh hey Won-Young, what brought you here?" I grinned.

"Nothing special actually, I got a tutor for English and yesterday she gave me a few sets of past papers. I got a spare one so I'm just wondering if you want it or not," she smiled and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

She handed me a set of papers which I supposed were those past papers.

"It's totally fine if you don't want them. I can ask other classmates about this. And if no one wants them, bin time!" She chuckled.

I flipped through the first few pages.

All these questions have included almost everything in our syllabus this time.

This is amazing. What I need now is some exercises!

"Wow Won-Young, you're really the best. Thank you so much! Ah I really need this," I pouted and pulled her into a tight warm hug.

"Nah it's okay. Not a big deal." She waved her hands in the air.

After a while, she went off to the library and I turned back to Jimin's office.

Oh he isn't here.

I looked around and found him.

He was standing at an area not far from his office.

"Now here's yours," Jimin added, "good job! Keep it up Mira!"

A few students were standing beside him while he was giving them some kind of certificates.

Then a student took out her blue camera and took pictures of them with Jimin individually.

Even though I knew they're doing 'serious businesses', I still felt jealous like someone was taking my things away from me.

But Jimin wasn't even mine,

yet.

I will make him mine...

"Bye!"

Ugh finally the students are leaving.

"Hey, I've sent you the email already and I've printed it out as well," I smiled.

Now he couldn't say anything because I've done more than enough.

"Uh excuse me?"

"What?"

"I didn't tell you to print it out though, I don't need it." He arrogantly stared at me.

"Well cool, I'm just gonna take it back then," I snickered and snatched the papers away from his hands.

"U-hm, I also didn't say you can take them away?"

"Jimin, what are you playing this time?"

He smirked seeing me getting annoyed, "I just wanna take a photo of your essay and save it on my phone cause I'm not gonna take your copy with me. It's too heavy."

"Heavy? A piece of paper is, heavy?"

He's really having fun teasing me.

"Just give it to me." Now he grabbed all the papers in my hands away.

"Yah-"

"Shhh, you're talking too much." He licked his lips after placing a finger in front of my lips.

Touching my lips.

It was like a chemical reaction, like someone just pressed my cheeks-activation-botton.

They immediately flushed hard.

Jimin shook his head disapprovingly.

Is it my fault to be so shy now? He's so annoying!

His stare went back to the papers and his phone.

After taking a few pictures, he gave me back the papers.

"Good, you can go now. Oh and do you need to see our school nurse again? Cause your cheeks are always red as fuck every time you see me,"he mockingly said with his hand covering his mouth, "did you perhaps blush because of me?"

"Just shut up Jimin!"

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"Cause I'm your teacher. You don't order me."

"Well then you asked for this!" I screamed and made a big jump giving him a hit on the shoulders.

He winced in pain, "okay it's my fault! It's my fault! Stop!"

I giggled and chased behind him as he ran for his dear life laughing.

Our laughter echoed through the corridor.

You are reading the story above: TeenFic.Net