Jinkook Exhibit

3.3 Love Lesson In School

Classmate

Monday, lunch, teacher's longue.

Hoseok push the door hastily, with a long pouts on his mouth. "Mr. Kim, the principle asking you to meet him." he said, staring a dagger at Seokjin.

Seokjin raise his head, adjusting the glasses on his nose. "Huh? Me? For what?"

"Eyy, how do I know? But I think he may be needing you to bring the new teacher to tour the school." Hoseok pursed his lips. His eyebrows furrow, seems he don't like to talk to Seokjin.

"New teacher?? Since when did we have a new teacher?"

"Eyy, how do I know? Yahh.. Stop asking! I am not a customer service counter!"

"Hahaha. But you looks like on, Mr. Jung." Yoongi, the one who focus on his music sheets suddenly butting in, laughing at Hoseok.

Hoseok gritting his teeth, face red in anger. "Shut up, Mr. Min! I am not talking to you! Can you just fuck off with your shitty music sheet??"

"Language, Mr. Jung. We are at school. What if the student hear you??" and there, Mr. Park, the PE Teacher interfere the conversation.

"No, it's fine, Mr. Min, Mr. Park. Thank you, Mr. Jung. I will go to meet the principle now. Thank you for acknowledging me." Seokjin smiles, getting up, leaving the three teachers to the principle's office.

"Tch." Hoseok clicking his tongue once Seokjin disappear from their sight.

"What is wrong with you, Hobi ah?" asked Yoongi, cannot process with Hoseok's attitude towards Seokjin. He was all good with Seokjin, bubbly until yesterday.

Hoseok glare at him, refused to talk.

"Hey, that's rude. I am older than you!"

"So what?? Older doesn't mean you are a Saint!"

"What the fuck are you talking about??!"

"Hey, hey. Language. Both of you. Stop swearing before I pinch both of your mouth!"

"Hmph!" Hoseok stomped his feet leaving the two.

Yoongi nudge Jimin's shoulder to ask if he know something about them but all he get was just a slap on his arm.

"Ya—"

"That's for the non stop swearing." said Jimin, rolling his eyes, back to doing his job, marking the student's test paper.

...

School Library.

"I think that's all you need to know about the school. Oh, before I forget, we teacher will have to share the washroom with the student in block B. Our washroom was out of service. I don't know when will the send people to fix it." said Seokjin, explaining the school structural to the new Mathematic teacher, Namjoon.

"I'm fine with sharing. We get to get close to the students anyway."

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"Ah. Haha.. Nothing. Just kidding." Namjoon laughing, scratching his head.

Seokjin reply with a smile. "Hm. Let's go. I bring you to my secret place." He walked out of the library, climbing down the stairs, to the back of  the building. Namjoon followed close without much talking.

"Welcome, to my oasis. The place where I will come whenever I need to sort things out from my mind."

"Oh wow... What is—"

"It's a secret place."

"Now it isn't a secret anymore, since I knew this place?"

"Hahaha. No. But only you and I know about this. So I hope it stayed a secret. Between us." said Seokjin confidently, poking the keys into the small hole on the door.

"Wow, I'm feeling special. What do I do to deserve this honour, Mr. Kim?"

"Haha. You are funny, you know— Eh? Why isn't it locked? I remember I locked the door yesterday..." with one push, the door opened wide. Seokjin looking at everywhere, in case if someone breaching his 'oasis' but he find the room was empty, as usual.

He walked in, and suddenly his ears catches a woman voice. He stops, body trembling, afraid what played in his minds became reality.

He turn back at Namjoon, blocking the entrance before the mathematic teacher get to step into the oasis or originally was an abandone green house.

"Hm?? Why? What's wrong?" asked Namjoon, confused.

"I decided our tour to ends here. You know the way to the school building, right? I may not able to send you back. So, if you may, you could leave first.. I.. I have things.. To do.."

"... That's.. So sudden.. I am bad with direction.."

"No, you are going to do well. I'm sorry.. But, I can't accompany you.." Seokjin looking down, disappointed.

Namjoon quick to read his expression. There must be something bothering his new colleagues but Namjoon wasn't in the spot to have the rights to asked. They were just met each other less than an hour ago.

"Alright.. I guess I can safely arrive the teachers longue. You, do your things first. Call me if you need help."

"Yes.. Thank.. You.." Seokjin close the door. He didn't even see Namjoon taking his leave.

He leaned his back on the door. 1 second, 2 seconds. He take a deep breath, praying to God to not let the things in his mind to happen.

He walked in, approaching to the direction where he heard the woman voice from earlier.

"Jungkook—" his eyes wide open when he sees the truth that lies before his two big eyes.

Jungkook freeze. He pushed the woman in his embrace until the woman fell down the floor.

Their eyes meets. A smile curls up at Seokjin's lips. He turn his back right after his sight landed on the woman's naked upper body.

"Please put up your clothes before someone else gets in here." he gave them orders with a shaky voice.

"M-mr. Kim.. I.. I..." the woman, which is his student, Jungkook's classmate, starting to bawled out the tears.

"Don't worry, I see nothing."

"Th-thank you, Mr. Kim!" said the girl. She gets up, looking at Jungkook and Seokjin one after another. But she didn't get to see Seokjin's expression as the teacher giving his back to the two of them.

While for Jungkook, he keep his mouth shut not saying any words or even apologise to the teacher. It give her the fear to stay there longer with them.

She wipe her tears, "Sh-should.. Can I.. Go, Mr. Kim..?" she asked, afraid to even move her feet.

".." Seokjin didn't answer. But his silence is enough to make the girl understand. She take her beg and run to the entrance.

"You, don't want to leave..?" asked Seokjin to his lover, Jungkook.

"I'm sorry.."

"I said it before. But I will say it again. I see not—"

"Don't you wanna know why I did this?"

"No.. I don't deserve this, so I will forget it. I see nothing, I remember nothing. Maybe this is the best for both of us."