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Music Companion : 505 by Arctic Monkeys

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Music Companion : 505 by Arctic Monkeys

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A week had passed since Mr. Jeon joined the school and every day flew like just like a fantasy. Whenever I'd be reading the ivory, neat pages of the books Mr. Jeon must've read and touched, all I could think of was how undeniably handsome and charming he'd look in a casual attire.

Would he look daddy material or boyfriend material?

Nonetheless, I tried not to steer away from my studies. After all, it was the most important aspect of my life. I wasn't a nerd or some loser, just that everything wasn't placed in a silver platter for me, rather I had to work and earn it with my own gains and capabilities.

I also spoke out with Taehyung and decided to get clear with him. I liked him, yes. But I wasn't going to lie to myself or to him by giving him false hope, so we both agreed to postpone the date until the national exam.

Miss Rosa also wasn't a bitch anymore and fairly a good teacher. She knew almost everything about every book and author and made literature way too fascinating and sensational than the previous teacher ever could.

It was the last lesson as I impatiently waited for my favorite teacher to come in. We began spending more and more time together after school because of the examination and each time, I couldn't help but feel an insane rush of blood rush down my whole body whenever he'd fixate his heavy, alluring eyes on me or provide me with his extremely charming smile.

It was still too early to call it love but yes, I wasn't dumb to not realize that I had developed a serious crush over my math sir. But who was I to be blamed? He was a very handsome, alluring, kind, intelligent, and sexy man. He was the one to be blamed to have such an amazing physique as well as manners.

He was anyone's and everyone's dream man, an ideal man.

My attention was caught up by the man himself as he entered the classroom. Mr. Jeon was dressed today in a dark red full-sleeved dress shirt tucked under his tight leather black pants, the first two buttons opened and revealing his prominent collarbones as always, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, milky smooth skin revealing prominent green veins and enhancing the allure of them.

I could only smile as he started teaching. One thing, he was the bestest mentor anyone could have. The way he was so patient with each and everyone and explained everything with such ease and gentleness was just enough to fuel in my feelings.

As I was noting and solving down the questions, there was a new sort of excitement in solving them. I would be getting his attention for solving them the first. Getting his pretty eyes on me, watch him smile in delight everytime he'd see it was me who'd done it very first.

"Done!" I announced, breathing a bit heavier by just how much effort I had put in order to complete the fastest.

As always, Mr. Jeon raised his eyes from the papers on the table and beamed as they landed on my figure, approaching me for checking my answer.

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