Let Me Be Your Badboy (BTS Jimin)

Chapter 2

"Mianhe I'm late!" Said a man with straight black hair. "I was on my way to the classroom and, well, let's just say your fellow classmate was at it again."

At last the teacher was here, but not quite as expected. He was holding a boy from the back of his shirt tugging on the collar of his uniform. The boy looked like a mess. His brown spiky hair was all over the place, his shirt was half tucked, and the buttons weren't exactly in the correct order. On top of that his pants were wrinkled and his fly was vividly open. Surprisingly, the boy was neither scared nor embarrassed, he was actually quite relaxed.

"That fucking pabo! Doesn't he ever get tired?!" Mina muttered harshly.

Her comment was barely audible but I heard it and I knew exactly what she meant. I couldn't stop the blush that was slowly spreading across my face.

"Sit down Park Jimin." Bang Sihyuk-sabunim said finally letting go of the boy. "Everyone else go back to your seats, we're starting class."

Mina got up from my desk and put back the chair she had taken to its place. She grabbed her stuff and waved. "Talk to you after class, ok?" I nodded and waved back at my friend as she headed back to her assigned seat.

I turned to face the board. I then noticed the brown haired boy who had just gotten in trouble. He was sitting three seats in front of me on my right. He was surrounded by other guys who seemed to be in a trance as he spoke.

He had a proud smile across his face and his hands behind his head. She couldn't really hear everything they were talking about but most of it was pretty clear.

"Yah, how was it?!" one guy said.

"Ne, was she good?" another guy said.

"Ne, she's ok." Jimin answered boredly, yawning.

"Did you make her scream?"

"Hell yeah I did, how'd you think I got caught? She was screaming my name too much." Jimin sighed and chuckled lowly.

"Dude, were you her first?"

"I wish! But no that chick was wide. She was really stretched out y'know?" Jimin emphasized.

"Whatever man, you're like a fucking God!"

Jimin grinned and shook his head, "Nah man, she was easy. Like I said she was really wide. She was just trying to get in my pants."

I wasn't stupid, I knew what they were talking about, I knew Jimin's reputation, and I knew why he had gotten in trouble. Yet, I couldn't help but to think he was a little cute.

I had always thought he was cute since we were in middle school. Now, seniors in high school my feelings for him still hadn't changed. Jimin is so handso - my train of thoughts was quickly cut off by the sound of my teacher's voice.

"You guys are gonna work in groups of four. You have this whole class period to finish this assignment. Arrange yourselves within your group to get this done faster alright."

I hated working in groups. I would always end up doing all the work since I could never say no to anyone.

"Ok, so the first group is Lee Yoonmi, Jung Weesung, Min Baekhee and Yoon Mina."

I was a little disappointed that I wouldn't be working with my friends and they get to be in the same group! But...I couldn't do anything about it, so I just stayed quiet.

"Next is Hwang Hyuna, Kim Hyorin, Kim Taehyung and. . . umm. . . I guess I'll put Park Jimin."

I felt my heart skip a beat and my stomach twist upside down. P-Park Jimin?! I thought in pure astonishment. I-I'm working with Park Jimin?!