Nineteen - Twenty Seven || JJK || ✔️ [EDITED ✔️]

CHAP 30: Hurt

Jungkook's POV:

As Jimin approached, his eyes filled with concern, he gently asked, "Are you doing okay?" The question hung in the air, echoing through my mind and stirring up a whirlwind of emotions. I looked at her, trying to mask the turmoil within me, but the memories were too vivid to ignore.

Seeing her walk into the classroom after two long years was like opening a floodgate of memories, most of which were painful. It felt like a sudden punch to the gut, bringing back moments I had buried deep within, moments I never wanted to feel again. The hurt, the confusion, the anxiety—all of it came rushing back as if no time had passed at all.

I forced a smile, hoping to reassure Jimin, but it felt hollow. "Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, my voice betraying the lie. His eyes didn't leave mine, and I could tell he wasn't convinced. 

"But you don't seem to be."

"Why would I not be okay?"

"You are not disturbed seeing her here being our teacher again?"

"I don't have anything to do with her anymore, Jimin. Everything was over 2 years ago."

"I'm glad you are trying to move on."

I nodded smiling. In the mean time Y/N enters the classroom.

The room had been its usual chaotic self before she entered. Students were chatting, some were on their phones, and others were simply lost in their own worlds. But the instant she stepped through the door, it was as if a spell had been cast. Silence fell over the class like a heavy blanket. Everyone snapped to attention, a stark contrast to the usual disorder.

I remembered this feeling all too well. Back in school, her presence had always commanded respect and focus. It was like stepping into a different dimension where everyone suddenly cared about what was happening. And here we were again, reliving the same scenario.

As I watched her set her belongings down and prepare to start the class, I couldn't help but feel a mix of dread and nostalgia. The memories were painful, yes, but they were also a part of who I had become. And now, faced with the same teacher, the same intensity, I realized I had a chance to confront those memories and perhaps, finally, make peace with them.

She looked at me and smiles. Maybe she didn't expect me to attend her class but I've got no choice, this class is important for me to pass the exams.

"Good morning class. So shall we start?"

"Yes mam!" A student shouted being all excited.

"Mam, can I ask you a personal question if you don't mind?"

"Well I'm not here to answer your personal question but as am new here I'll slide this one. Go ahead."

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Hyujin asked, his lips turned into a grin as if he stood a chance or somewhat.

"No, I don't." She replied not giving him any attention which he expected.

"How can you not? You are so beautiful like an angel." Dae-hyun said to impress her.

"If you are done with your questions, shall we start?" She said ignoring all their dumb questions with a fake smile.

She started writing down the points on the board with everyone's attention on her. After an hour the class ended without anymore personal questions.

"So before we go, I have to tell you all about something. So there's a project you all have to work on and the marks you'll get in this will be added in your mains."

"Project? Which project?" A student asked.

"I'll provide you all the topics. You need to be paired in two. So kindly select your partner and submit me the names by tomorrow. Okay? If you have any doubt you can ask me."