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Chapter 1: Encounter

"Taehyung! Get this drink to table 6!" The owner of the cafe shouts as the young waiter moves around the crowded cafe.

The young waiter quickly runs over and grabs the hot coffee and takes it over to table 6. On his way to the table, he slips on the puddle of chocolate milk on the floor and closes his eyes in anticipation of his painful landing.

"Careful." A soft, deep voice tells him as an arm wraps around his waist and holds him up.

"I am so sorry!" Taehyung squeaks when he sees that he spilled the coffee in his hands on the man who his holding him up.

"It's okay. Don't worry about it." The man smiles and helps Taehyung stand back up.

"Did you get burned?" Taehyung asks once he is standing back up.

"I'm ok, but I don't think my coffee is okay." The man chuckles as he looks at the spilled coffee.

"I am so sorry! Let me get you another one!" Taehyung panics and quickly goes and makes another latte for the man.

"Thank you. I am sorry for bumping into you." The man apologizes as Taehyung hands him his drink.

"Please don't apologize. I should have been paying attention to my surroundings. Here is a certificate for a free drink." Taehyung smiles and hands a card with a free drink to the man.

"Don't worry about it." The man smiles and then leaves.

"Tae, don't you have class?" His friend asks as he stands at the register to buy a coffee.

"Shit," Taehyung mutters and quickly takes his apron off. "Hyung! I have to go to class!" Taehyung shouts to his boss and runs out of the cafe.

"That boy is so clumsy." His boss chuckles as he watched Taehyung trip over his own feet and face plant on the ground.

When Taehyung runs into the classroom with tissues up his nose because his nose bled after he face-planted on the way to class, he sighs in relief because the professor has not arrived. As Taehyung pulls his books out of his bag, the professor walks into the classroom. Taehyung does not pay attention to his classmates' whispers as he desperately tries to find a pen in his bag.

"Good morning, class. I am Professor Jeon Jungkook. I will be your professor for the rest of the semester since Professor Lee has moved to a new country. I hope that we will be able to get along well for the rest of the semester. Now, let's get started." The professor introduces himself as he faces the class.

"Oh yeah. A new prof." Taehyung mutters as he grabs his pen that wandered to the complete bottom of his backpack. "Wait ... I think I've heard his voice before." He mumbles and sits up then squeaks in horror and instantly pulls his hoodie over his head. Why is he my new prof?!

When he peaks out from beneath his disheveled hair and hood, he is completely mortified. Why is he looking at me? Does he recognize me? Why was I blessed with shitty luck? I should have told my boss to give him the coffee. I am doomed. Taehyung feels himself dying every second as the man from the cafe teaches them.

Every time his professor looks in his direction, Taehyung feels like screaming. It was embarrassing enough to have spilled scalding hot coffee on a customer, but now that customer is his new professor.

The moment the class is over, Taehyung springs up from his seat and tries to blend in with his classmates as he slinks out of the classroom.

"Oh I forgot to mention this, those of you that I call your names, will you come to my office? We need to discuss your grades." Professor Jeon addresses the retreating class. "Park Minho, Jung Jisung, Lee Taeyoung, Lee Taehwan, Kim Taehyung, and Park Yujun." Taehyung dies when he hears his name.