A Book Of Jhope Oneshots

1. JHOPE PROFESSOR FF

Title: Arranged Marriage with Your Cold and Strict Professor

INT. UNIVERSITY CLASSROOM - DAY

(The classroom is filled with students quietly taking notes as Professor Jung Hoseok, the
cold and strict professor, paces at the front of the room. He exudes an air of authority, his
eyes sharp and unyielding.)

HOSEOK
(To the class, sternly)
If you're here to waste time, I suggest you leave now. Business is not for the
faint-hearted. This field demands discipline, precision, and dedication.

(Y/N is seated near the back, absentmindedly twirling her pen. She glances around the
room, stifling a yawn, clearly not intimidated by Hoseok's strict demeanor.)

Y/N
(mutters to herself)
Geez, does he ever smile? I think even ice would melt faster than his expression.

(One of her friends, sitting next to her, snickers, but the noise catches Hoseok's
attention. He turns his piercing gaze toward Y/N's direction.)

HOSEOK
(Looking directly at Y/N)
Miss Y/N, if you have something to share with the class, please do. Perhaps your insights
could be as enlightening as your whispers.

(The entire class goes silent, eyes turning toward Y/N. She straightens up, putting
on a confident face, though a hint of annoyance flashes in her eyes.)

Y/N
(innocently)
Oh, nothing, Professor. I was just wondering how you manage to keep your cool all the
time. Any tips for us students?

HOSEOK
(raises an eyebrow, unamused)
Focus on your studies instead of irrelevant questions, Miss Y/N. That might help you stay
'cool' when you're struggling to pass my exams.

(A few students chuckle quietly, but Y/N refuses to back down. She smirks, tilting her
head as if challenging him.)

Y/N
(with a playful smile)
I'll make sure to take that advice to heart, Professor. Just don't be too surprised if I ace
your exam.

HOSEOK
(deadpan)
I look forward to it, Miss Y/N. But until then, try not to waste the class's
time with your theatrics.

(The bell rings, signaling the end of the class. As students start to gather their things,
Hoseok's eyes never leave Y/N. She notices his gaze and raises an eyebrow
in silent defiance.)

HOSEOK
(dismissively)
Class dismissed. Miss Y/N, a word.

(Y/N rolls her eyes but walks up to his desk, trying to mask her irritation.)

Y/N
(sarcastically)
Yes, Professor? More words of wisdom to share?

HOSEOK
(serious, leaning slightly closer)
You seem to think that you're above the rules, Miss Y/N. Let me remind you that in my class,
defiance will get you nowhere. Either take this course seriously or find yourself out of it.

(Y/N's playful smile fades, replaced by a flash of determination in her eyes.)

Y/N
(challenging tone)
I wouldn't worry about that, Professor. I'm not one to back down from a challenge, even if
it's from someone as intimidating as you.

HOSEOK
(smirks slightly, the hint of a smile almost unnoticeable)
We'll see, Miss Y/N. We'll see.

(As she walks out of the classroom, Y/N feels a mix of frustration and curiosity
toward Hoseok.)

( Little does she know, the challenge between them is about to get much more personal
than she ever anticipated.)

AFTER A FEW DAYS -

INT. LUXURIOUS DINING ROOM - EVENING

(The room is elegantly decorated for a formal dinner. The two families sit around a large
dining table, engaging in polite conversation. )