║ 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧

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It was late, only an hour and a half to closing the bar, but it seemed that more and more people were craving a few bottles of alcohol that Friday night. Though it made sense for Jeon Jungkook. Another semester was starting at Korea University, and students were making their way back to campus again. 

He couldn't say he was excited about it; the last semester had been awful enough, and if he believed in miracles, it would certainly be the answer to use as to why his grades turned out somewhat relatively good. 

There was a buzz in the air—one could almost taste it, and as Jungkook brought the beer bottle to his lips, a loud crack split the room. He turned to find the cueballs rolling over the green felt and bouncing off the walls of the pool table. It was the fifth round of the game and of beers with his friends.

At the opposite side of the table, Jung Hoseok was furiously chalking the pool stick, his tongue wedged in the corner of his mouth. He had lost four games in a row and vowed to beat Park Jimin, though he never would.

Jungkook spotted the other two members, Kim Taehyung and Min Yoongi, coming up the stairs behind the loft. Both carry fresh bottles of beer in their hands. Jimin took one as they drew nearer, sulking at the touch. "Why isn't it cold anymore?"

"You'll never guess who we just saw coming in," Taehyung said, eyes darting from Jungkook to the crowd on the first floor of the bar. 

"Someone interesting enough that made you stay longer than necessary and come back with warm beers?" The displeased Jimin murmured but took a sip of the drink anyway.

Taehyung ignored him as always and gestured for the boys to approach. Jungkook sighed and followed them as well, leaning against the railing that overlooked the first floor. He glanced down to the crowd just as his excited friend pointed out a small table positioned at end of the bar.  

There were three women. One, in particular, stood out from the rest. 

"Professor Lee," Taehyung said. "Remember her class back in the fall?"

Jungkook did. It had been a tough anatomy class that he had stupidly assumed would earn him the best grades in a course. Not with Professor Lee Jieun leading the way, though. She had made sure each, and every person that signed up for it would learn as much as humanly possible about the human body. 

He hadn't thought much about her after it ended, to be honest. She was cute, yes, but just a typical teacher, always with her hair pulled up into a messy bun and nicely and modestly dressed. She also told them at the start of the semester that she was adjusting to her new glasses. 

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