One last time(book 1)✅

4

•Next day•

There is a loud background noise but it's not the chattering of students, rather the apprehension which is beaten by the quietness. All because it is the math period.

We have nothing against the subject but the teacher. He is a creep. The loathsome stares he throws around is sickening. Being related to our director makes it easy for him to get away with everything. Nobody messes with him. Nobody wants to be one of his victims.

Everyone straightens and pretends to act sincere as soon he steps inside.

Few minutes later my phone vibrates I discreetly check the text.

unknown:
Get away from window. your life is in danger.

I instantly look out of the window feeling weirded out by the text.

Who would possibly want to kill me? lmao

"Y/n!" Mr Lee, the pedo throws marker at me.

"I assume you are unaware of what I do to the students that are not disciplined in my class?"

My breath quickens hearing his words. He sends them to detention room and it is rumoured that he assaults them inside. My soul goes berserk I shake my head desperately.

"Sir, no.. I was not.. it's a text someone-"

"You dared to use phone in my class?!" He yells not even letting me finish.

"No! someone sent me a creepy text-" Despite reading the text he seizes my phone .

"Shut up! Get out and go to the detention room right now!" I stand rooted to my ground.

"Please, sir I-"

"Did you not hear me?" He crosses his arms smirking ever so lightly.

Liv grips my hand firmly being on the verge of crying.

He gives her a disdainful look.
"Olivia, do you want detention, too?"

"Yes, sir. I was the one texting her." She audaciously stands from her sit and he clasps my hand in hers, taking the blame not to leave me alone.

"I'll deal with you later. Y/n, go! now!."

Reluctantly, I leave the room fiddling with my fingers.

-

A while later he comes inside. His first few buttons are undone and shirt untucked.

I can't even call for help. This fucker took my phone.

"You..come here." His voice becomes promptly strident, his hand slapping his thighs lightly.

Cringed out by everything, it takes everything in me to walk upto him.

"Your grades are not bad but you could better them."

"No, sir. I'm content with my marks." I stand a feet away joining my hands.

"Do you ever wonder how it feels to top?" He gets up from his chair speaking those words with a different meaning and reached behind me making me feel uncomfortable to my core.

"Sir, I.."

He grabs by waist from behind shoving his face in my neck.

My blood curdling scream echoes in the room, I push him back and sprint for the door, but he has locked it.

"There is no way out. It won't be long if you listen to me patiently." He rams his hands in his pocket half sitting on the desk.

"You're so pathetic! Don't you have a daughter? Do you treat her the same way?" My voice taut with anger.

"Shut the fuck up!" My legs tremble as he took small steps towards me.

"Y..you're a hypocritical pedophile person. I don't care whoever the hell you are! I'm going to tell my parents."

He slaps me making me stumble and fall on my bum.

"Oh, you will expose me? Go ahead but before that let me-"

Before he could finish his sentence someone breaks through the window and kicks him in his face knocking him unconscious.

"You alright?" Everything happened in a flash not giving me enough time to process.

"Its okay. You're safe now!"

I don't care who he is, but he saved me. I sob on his shoulder as he carries me in his arms outside after unlocking the door.

He stays next to me holding my hand as I leave a text to Namjoon.

"I'll take care of that teacher, don't cry." He said softly.

"Who are you?"

I lift my eyes meeting his gaze. He is wearing a mask and a beanie, covering his face fully.

"Doesn't matter."

My brother pulls over within minutes and he immediately stands up.

"I have to go, don't tell your anyone about me." He whispers threading my hair tenderly.

"What? Why? I didn't even thank you.."

"No need of that. Just trust me and keep it a secret."

I nod watching him run off.