《Mr. Professor [A Jeon Jungkook FF]》ONE
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Slipping into your oversized hoodie, you headed out of your room. You locked your apartment and placed your hands inside the pockets of your hoodie.
"It's cold!" You said to yourself while waiting at the bus stand which was not too far away from your place.
Soon, you saw the bus arriving and so you got in. Sitting on the window seat, you took out your phone and earphones. Hearing some refreshing music, you enjoyed the view.
'Seoul is indeed beautiful.' You thought.
Around 15 minutes later, you reached Seoul National University, where you study. You felt both enthusiastic and uneasy as usual.
Stepping out of the bus, you looked around for a second and then headed straight to your locker.
Placing some stuff inside it, you locked it again and went to your classroom. The moment you entered, all eyes were on you.
"Oh! The topper has come!" You heard someone shouting and you blinked your eyes like a penguin.
"Stop teasing her, guys!" It's Namjoon, your bestie who's almost a nerd like you.
"Don't you dare trouble, my girl!" Your other close friend Bong Soon said. You smiled at both of their protective actions.
"Get in quickly." Namjoon mouthed and patted the seat beside him. Without wasting any second, you went to sit beside him.
You took out your books and sighed heavily.
"No Y/n. The lecture hasn't even started yet. Don't study." Namjoon pouted at you.
"I'm not studying. I just feel exhausted." You said and put your head down.
"That is why I tell you not to overstress regarding studies." He asserted.
"Stop nagging. That's perhaps the only thing I'm good at." You said with a bit of sadness in your voice.
"We have a new history professor. Mrs. Shin was fired, do you know?" Bong Soon suddenly joined the conversation while taking a seat beside you. Now you're sitting between both of them.
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"Yea. I heard that!" Namjoon replied.
"Gosh! I don't know what sort of a person will our new professor be." Bong Soon said.
"Relax Bong Bong." You chuckled and the three of you broke into laughter.
"It's fine for you because you'll top anyways." She commented.
"Lame!" You said coldly and she just continued to laugh at you.
"Attention please!" An unfamiliar voice said and three of you looked in the direction from where the voice came.
"Please take your respected seats." The person ordered and everyone did so.
"Hey everyone. I'm Jeon Jungkook, your new history professor. I'm 25. Nice to meet y'all." He introduced himself.
"Let's proceed with the class if none of you have anything to say." He said and turned in direction of the board.
"Sir?" A girl raised her hand.
"Yes?" He replied not turning around.
"Are you single?" She enquired and many of the students scoffed at her audacity
"So curious, aren't you?" He chuckled.
"Sorry, sir. Just asked." She replied embarrassed.
"Just so you know, I love having strict privacy and thus, please don't poke your nose in my personal life." He answered making the girl further embarrassed.
You were pretty amazed by his bold and straightforward answer.
"As we all know, the history of South Korea formally begins with the Japanese surrender on 2 September 1945. Noting that, South Korea and North Korea are entirely different countries, despite still being the same people and on the same peninsula." He began to teach.
No wonder! His teaching skills are as amazing as his personality.
Everyone was focusing on the lessons.
"May I come in?" A voice interrupted. You shivered at the deep voice and looked in the direction where stood Kim Taehyung, your crush!
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"No." Your professor replied straight and continued to teach.
"Sir, please let me in." Taehyung requested.
"I don't tolerate latecomers. You've to be sincere if you want to attend my class." Jungkook paused the lesson and looked at Taehyung.
"Since it's your first class with me, I'm letting it slide. Come in." He added while sighing heavily.
'Isn't he hot?' You said to yourself and your eyes followed his every action.
"Alright. Back to the class." Your professor said and pulled you out of your lovey-dovey thoughts.
Around 40 minutes later, his class ended and all of the students left while chitchatting.
"Go Go Y/n!" Bong Soon said and dragged you out of the class to the cafeteria.
"What do we have today?" Namjoon asked.
"I want bubble tea!" You told.
"I want a macaroon." Bong Soon told.
"As always, I'm going to order. You two are so mean! You never go to order." He whined and went to the counter and you chuckled at his state.
He came back after 5 minutes with all of your food and sat down. Both of them finished their food within a few minutes. You had a drink but you still drank it slow to enjoy every bit of its taste.
"Quick! We've another lecture." Namjoon said almost jumping.
"I'll carry the drink. Let's go." You stood up and turned around to leave but accidentally crashed into someone. Your bubble tea spilled on the person's shirt.
You looked up at his face and widened your eyes. It's Taehyung.
"I- I'm sorry." You mumbled growing conscious as you caught everyone's attention. Wherever Taehyung is, people pay special attention to that spot.
"Ahm- It's alright." He said wiping off the tea with the tissue paper kept on the table beside you.
"No, I ruined your clothes. They must be expensive. I'm sorry. I'll pay you. How much is it?" You said looking down. Your heart was racing as it was the first time that you got to talk to him.
"No, I'm all good. Don't worry. But if you want, you can treat me to a meal instead of paying." He said with a cheeky smile and you looked up into his eyes. A smile crept onto your face.
OMG! Did he just ask you to eat with him? God!
"Done with staring, both of you? Shall we leave for the lecture?" Bong Soon said in a teasing tone.
Both yours and Taehyung's cheeks heated up and you left immediately with an awkward smile.
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