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17 | Love VS Lust

Music Companion : I Feel Like I'm Drowning by Two Feet

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The bell rang, already being the second last lesson of the day now, and yet I couldn't be any more oblivious to the solution of my dilemma.

Maybe... I should talk to Miss Rosa about it? Tell her there's some random guy I wouldn't want to reveal the identity of. I'm sure she would simply conclude I'm talking about Taehyung but that doesn't matter as long as I get a good solution of this mind wrecking issue.

And why am I just so desperate to talk to someone about it?

Because I don't fuckin' know what to do bitch!

All my life, only having learnt how to create and solve math and science equations and questions, I had only experienced these sorts of delirious kick-you-in-the-crotch-spit-on-your-neck situations in fanfiction.

With a determined mind, I stood up from my seat to talk about this to Miss Rosa the first thing as she enters the classroom, so that I have a definite time to answer the man right on his face instead of avoiding him like the plague, like something y/n would do.

My blood rushed to rapidly fill in my veins, causing sudden adrenaline rush down my body as I walked closer to the open door of the classroom but sped up to look out for my English teacher with a throbbing heart.

The top of my head abruptly collided with a tough surface and I immediately retreated, wincing lowly but blinking and looking up to see Mr. Jeon standing just before me, his big and robust chest right in front my head. He had adorned a silky white dress shirt today, loosely tucked underneath his tight leather black pants, especially suffocating his thick thighs and rendering me breathless on the spot, ending the scandalous outfit with a pair of chunky black boots and a few silver accessories.

"Done checking me out?"

I immediately diverted my gaze but raised up to meet his eyes in shock, a lazy smirk tugging over his glossy red lips as his eyebrow raised up in a patronizing manner.

Fuck.

Nervousness began to fill in me as I didn't realise his hot, tattooed fingers were completely curled around my arm in order to stop me from tripping before. I tried to take short laps of breaths but failed meticulously.

"Mr. Jeon!" one of the students shouted after noticing him and I took this as a cue to run away from his intense aura and calm my frantic heart down.

Here we go again...

"Good afternoon, class!" he greeted with a delicate beam, looking genuine, revealing his pearly whites as he placed both his strong hands on the wooden table surface, applying pressure on his hands but making his shirt get tighter around his chest, the buttons quite literally fighting for their life.

"Since Miss Rosa is absent today, I'll be taking your substitute lesson." he announced in his sweet alluring voice, "Please enlighten me with the lesson plan of English."

Then, there was a competition amongst the students to raise their voices the loudest in order for him to give them the most attention, hurrying past-to-past to give their book to him with wide glimmering smiles and shining eyes, Seulgi included in the said contest.

No matter how much my own betraying heart itched me to join the hustling crowd, I knew I couldn't possibly make a greater fool of myself and so I sat on my seat sulking, chewing on the mint gum I saw on the internet would help calm my nerves down.