♡ The Brat Next Door ♡

Episode 1

𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐭

Jungkook was on his way to his new home, well, dorm room. Where he'd be sharing it with 2 other students. Jungkook wasn't really excited to be going to college. His parents had sent him there to quote on quote "find yourself and find someone who'll set you on the right path, humble you".

What does she even mean humble? I am humble! It's those low life kids that need humbling! Why would they send me to live amongst the commoners? ugh. Jungkook thought to himself.

You see, Jungkook was a young lad from a rich family, never had to lift a finger in his life, every need and want was met. He lacked a lot of basic skills any other 20 something year old would know. Yes, he is handsome, fit, flirtatious along with other aesthetically pleasing things a dream guy would have, but he was the definition of "Just a pretty face". Sure he wasn't completely dumb but he wasn't that smart, he was a smart mouth. There's a very big difference oh, and did I mention he was a little shit almost 100% of the time?

Now I know what you're thinking, why didn't his parents knock some sense into their shit of a son? They did, well, they tried, they really did try but their efforts would go to waste. He ignored their advice, escaped punishments, and more annoying stuff.

Don't be fooled he still feared his parents to some extent but him being their youngest and over achieving son, it was hard to get him in trouble. His work was straight A's but they all knew most of the reasons he passed was because he bribed teachers with cute smiles and making others to do his homework and just give him answers.

Only learns what he wants to seem smart and made sure he always had great comebacks, charming words and rehearsed insults. The ultimate one upper you could say, but enough of that more details on him later. Jungkook finally made it to the building that would lead him to the room him and his roommates would be sharing.

The vehicle came to a stop and they all got out. See, he was escorted by his butler and 2 bodyguards. His parents weren't there to bid him goodbye because the school was overseas and decided to stay behind and say goodbye at the airport and of course knowing their child they made sure he had someone looking after him.

Knowing his butler was the best choice because she's the only one that can knock the most sense into him with less trouble, is practically immune to Jungkook's charms and tantrums, and knows how to humble him a bit, they honestly don't know how they do it.

The bodyguards helped the butler take the bags out of the car while Jungkook scanned the exterior of the building he'd be living in for who knows how long.

"Ready to get inside?" The butler asked stretching her arms out to hand Jungkook a box with some of his things.

Jungkook looked at the box like it was marinated in shit, clueless on what she was implying by holding it so close to him.

"What am I supposed to do with it?" Jungkook asked with a bit of an attitude.

"Carry it" They stated.

"Why? It's your job, what's the point of having you here if you won't do it?" Jungkook asked putting on his sunglasses.

"The point of me being here is so that you don't die, or get into unnecessary trouble, guidance and I'm the only one who can tell if you really can't do this or if you're faking it, so if I see you can't actually survive I'll give the order to take you back home" They said and shoved the box in his hands with a smile on her face and walked away to get other things.

Jungkook clicked his tongue but said nothing. She came back with the suitcases.

"Well, let us go in then"