❝He's a sexy bastard!❞
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"You can't win against me Aera, ink that in the walls of your mind." This was too shameful for Aera, too much embarrassing and humiliating. She couldn't lose against him-it was not in her vocabulary.
"Honey...
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4. Wait for my revenge.
"Is it something erotic?" She was as curious as a five-year-old or maybe more. A blush crept on Taehyung's face. "Why are you hiding it?" She question's him almost offended.
"Why are you invading my privacy?" Aera raises her eyebrows in amusement.
"You call this invading your privacy?" She points in the middle. There were two chairs between them. "I mean–why–why are you butting in my business? And for your information, this is also called invading privacy." He frowns at her, a pout molded on his lips. She couldn't comprehend if he was scary or cute.
If you just stare at his eyes, you will get intimidated by his wolfish glare but if you gaze at his mouth, you will get melted by his cute baby pout.
"Are you cute or are you intimidating? Because I can't choose one." She ask him, quite baffled. He rolls his eyes at her. This girl is weird.
"Ms. Park! What did I say? No talking!" They both flinch at the sudden outburst of Mr. Jung. She takes the cue to shut her mouth and puts her index finger on her lips.
They both sit in silence. Taehyung was reading that book again—trying his best to hide it from her. Jungkook was sleeping with his mouth hanging open. "Sir! Jungkook is sleeping." She points at him—trying to get him scolded.
Mr. Jung glance at Jungkook with a harsh gaze. She purses her lips trying to stop the snicker which was about to escape.
"He will get a good scolding." She thinks.
"He must be exhausted, don't talk and sit in silence." Her mouth hangs open in disbelief.
"He gets so much favoritism from everyone. I hate the people who favor students and people. Hope everyone who favors a person like this will be dancing in hell." She scowls at Mr. Jung who was busy with his love, on a cursing date—his papers and him.
A sneer molded on her lips. "This is going to be fun." She bites her lips in excitement. Aera turn around, towards Taehyung who was so much immersed in the book that he didn't even know she was looking at him,
"I don't make love—I fuck—hard," Aera whispers, snickering at him. At first, he didn't notice as a smile appears on his lips. But something was unusual—where did the girl's voice come from? Taehyung gulped in horror.
"No! It's just my mind playing tricks right?" Taehyung couldn't believe it—he didn't want to believe it. He snapped his head towards Aera who was smiling at him in a teasing manner.
