"Here I come, my sweet Korea,", y/n said with a weird and funny expression on her face. Her flight just landed. Pulling on her luggage she came outside of the airport through exit.
Y/n's father's company shifted its main building here in Seoul because of the profits they can get in Korea. Mr Min Hayoon is also a manager of Min Textile Company. The real owner of this company is Mr. Min's older brother, but a few years ago, he passed away in an accident, and now his only child, Min Yoongi, is the new owner of the company. For a few months, Mr. Min is taking care of the company until Yoongi gets ready to sit on the CEO chair.
Yoongi is in the last year of his graduation; once he graduates, then the chairman's seat will belong to him.
Back to the story.
Y/n searched here and there to find her cousin Yoongi, but he was nowhere to be found Just when she was going to make a call to him, Someone tapped on her shoulder from behind; she turned her face to the person just to find Yoongi standing with a grin and 2 ice cream cones in his hand.
They called a taxi and left from the airport to their house.
After reaching their new house, they both took a shower and ate their dinner as it was already 8pm. Yoongi and y/n are both staying in a 2-story house with a living room and a big ass kitchen. Also with a big lobby. There are a total of four rooms, 2 upstairs and 2 downstairs.
They both were so tired because of too much travelling, so they decided to sleep early today as the next day was going to be busy for both of them. Yoongi was in university for business studies and y/n was going to her high school as she was in the last second year of her school life.
They both moved to Korea just before their new session started to make it easy for them to catch up on their studies early in the session.
Next day
Y/n reached her school early because of all the formalities she had to do before her classes started, like getting the timetable from the principal and also the keys to her locker.
She went to the principal office and talked to him about her classes. He gave her a regular timetable.
"Ms Y/n, well, I am sorry for this, but we don't have extra lockers as you are an extra student in the class, so you have to share a locker with one of the teachers because sharing with a student study troubles your homeroom teacher Mr Park, will tell you about his locker."
After talking to the principal, she decided to take a mini tour of the school to get familiar with the surroundings. After 20 minute's tour, she went to look for her class.
Knock knock
' come in ", she heard one male voice from inside, and then she pushed the door open.
When she entered, her eyes caught the person sitting on the teacher's chair while checking some papers on his desk. The way his sleeves were folded and his white shirt was fitted on his body was making her feel something. Of course, she knew that Korean men were really handsome, but he was just on another level.
He turned his head towards her and smiled, but it was more like a smirk. Maybe he caught her when she was checking him out.
"Staring is bad manners miss." He said in his soothing and sweet voice.
She came out of her zone and apologized.
"So what do you need, miss? Principal sir told me about one new student. Is it you?" He asked, still looking directly into her eyes, making her nervous. She knew somewhere that he knew what he was doing or what effect he had on her.
He licks his lips; she notices how his tongue wet those kissable lips. His lips corner curved upward for a smile. How they will taste?? Sweet maybe.
WHAT THE FUCKKKKK
"NO, HE IS MY TEACHER. STOP IT, YOU NAUGHTY BRAIN" She suddenly stopped her brain from thinking some more nonsense. The teacher was still patiently waiting for her.
"Miss I am still waiting for your answer."
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My favourite teacher ...|p.jm|.
Fanfiction"so you are saying that I am your favourite teacher?" "jimin what are you doing" "We are not that close miss that you can call me with my first name." Y/n being the new student in this school started getting on her homeroom teacher Mr. park. but...
